In the lee of a picturesque ridge lies a small, unpretentious winery, one that

pampers its fruit like its own babies.

Hi, I'm Moira Rose, and if you love fruit wine as much as I do, then you'll

appreciate the craftsmanship and quality of a local ventiner who brings the

musk melon goodness to his oak shardonnay, and the dazzling peach-crull

bat pull to his wistling real ha. Come taste the difference good fruit can make

in your wine. You'll remember the experience, and you'll remember the name

Herb Irving, herb Hurnkife, herb Hurnkife, Bing, live-hunger,

live-link, Bert Herkern, by a bingo-ling f***er.

T-B-T-L!

Oh, look who decided to come in tardy. You know, don't think it's okay to just roll

in here at a hundred kilometers per hour like your jolato with the Calgary Flames.

This Canadian rap, jump man, jump man, then boys up to something. Uh-uh-uh, I think I need

some Robert Tutson. Do you believe that?

I do if you do.

Should it subsurbe?

Get out, are you gonna get out there? Are you gonna get out there?

For-for what? Like just, yeah!

Action, speak louder, then let's get to some of the action right now.

Alright, hello! Good morning, and welcome everyone.

To a Tuesday edition of T-B-T-L, the show that just might be too beautiful to live.

Explaining how a show works means the show's already in trouble.

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