Ian's p.o.v

"What the hell is this?" I asked when I lifted a bottle of wine.

"That's wine." Uncle answered as I chuckled softly.

I could read and tell it was, but that wasn't why I was asking.

"You know I'm not illiterate, I can read and tell that it is wine." I answered simply.

"Then what exactly are you asking?" He asked while he grabbed a pack of beer and put it in the shopping trolley.

"I mean look at it's shape, why the fuck does this bottle have women boobs." I ...