My co-o-worker -- a smoker -- requested a book of matches from NYC. My last night there, I left the Westside Y, ordered my first Guinness in a bottle and Quesadilla and got her those stinking matches.
Because "Matches" sounds like "Badges." So there!
In a bottle, or from a can or (preferably) tap today's Guinness is much tastier.
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