My box of Franzia and I have gone through a lot of ups and downs throughout our time together. It has made me laugh, cry, make friends, make enemies, and even sent me to the hospital. (maybe more than once.) I would like to reflect on the good times that we have had together:
One of my fondest memories that I would like to reflect on is my first ever Franzia encounter, at Chilifest. It was a muddy year, and Pat green was playing in the background. Believe it or not I was not a big drinker my freshman year of college. Anyways, My ex was trying to get my intoxicated (sketchy I know but this post is not about him). Needless to say I slapped the bag one too many times and I blacked out. Apparently I made out on a giant freezer, broke my hair dryer, and lost a sperry. Go figure.
Anyways if you aren't drinking Franzia, you are doing it wrong. Even my 85 year old great-grandmother could probably out drink you off Franzia. So buy a box and toast to your favorite anon Chubbies Chaser.
#TEAM FRANZIA
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