Clachnaharry blue

I've had an entertaining day. The new barman in the world famous Inn, seemed to be pouring more air than Yarl into my glass. He kept disappearing to the cellar, coming back, and was still having the same difficulty. This caused much mirth among some of my fellow customers. Eventually he got it sorted and the pint was fine. Later in our Spar store, I had this conversation:
Bloke: 'Can you get pissed on that?' (He was referring to my bottle of Chilean Sav Blanc.)
'No, I try to make it last, I have it with food.'
'White wine is good with chicken legs.'
'Actually, I'm a vegetarian.'
'A VEGETARIAN!'
(Then I remembered I needed some peppers.)