So I came home today and there was a package from France.
Since I do not read French, I was at a loss as to how to open the package.
It looks like there was some damage. The picture of a train got wrecked.
Laid out, mysterious wrappings.
A black wrapped box, quite heavy for it’s size. Not ticking – a good sign.
Pierres’ whisky. He may be pissed that I have it now.
WHOA Score! Literally rocks for mine bourbon. You freeze these, then put them in your glass under bourbon (or what ever) and it keeps/makes the drink cold without diluting.
Nicely bubble wrapped AND tissued was this. Armagnac (brandy). It says “hors d’ age” out of age, and I dont quite understand it, but I think I may go to jail if I try to enjoy her.
Here is a real puzzle. The picture of this out of the box does not look good, so here it is in the box.
And last but not least is this lil guy:
I think this is the Bored Gargoyle of Notre Dame I hope that they dont notice that I have it now.
Thank you Benoit (Trollilol) for being a great great Secret Santa.
When you come to Vegas, hit me up.