But 100%, you choose to overlook this one.....
The more rudimentary, reflexive grunts from those of the slack jawed, gravel rash on the knuckles brigade
You can almost set your clocks by it. Oh, and there's no Montrachet today. Sadly, I'll have to make to with a 2005 McRae Wood Shiraz by Jim Barry. It's been breathing whilst you, plainly breathless, have not.