We sat and watched these guys for a while, but they didn’t deliver the fine comedy you would expect from a boat full of men wearing red robes with one woman (the Smurfette of the group). It was a really odd site though – if you look closely you might be able to see their staff with grapes carved into the top. Hence the Wine Drinking Grand Puba Society name I have given them.
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