Flo, my long-time penpal from Ireland, visiting last week, brought me a bottle of Irish whiskey. In its clever packaging it looks as drunk as I might be when I quaff it:
Unpackaged it becomes a soberly erect bottle of whiskey:
Having revealed itself to be not one bottle, but three.
I'll save it for some very special occasion, hoping I'll remain more erect than the bottle is in the original packaging, and that I don't disintegrate into a trio of Georges. Afterwards I'll cherish even the empty bottles.
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