At a family gathering, I assked my 15 year old niece to bring me a Yuenling from the garage. She dutifully went out into the cold garage and returned with this bottle. Seeing this, her father, my brother Gene, asked her to bring him a Henway. She stepped back out into the garage, closing the door behind her. After about ten seconds she opened the door again to stick her head in and ask, "What's a Henway?"
Gene answered, "About five pounds."
And we all had a good laugh.
It was great. These sorts of things seldom work out so well with such perfect timing.
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