I had twelve bottles of whisky and my wife told me to empty the contents of each and every bottle down the sink, or else there’d be hell to pay.
So, I said I would and proceeded with the sad task.
I withdrew the cork from the first bottle and poured the contents down the sink, with the exception of one glass… which I drank.
I extracted the cork from the second bottle and did likewise with the exception of one glass… which I drank.
I then withdrew the cork from the third sink and poured the bottle down the glass… which I drank.
I pulled the bottle from the cork of the next and drank one sink out of it and threw the rest down the glass.
I pulled the sink out of the next glass and poured the cork from the bottle. Then I corked the sink with the glass, bottled the drink and drank the pour.
When I had everything emptied I steadied the house with one hand, counted the bottles, corks, glasses and sinks with the other, which were twenty-nine. To make sure I counted them again… they came to seventy-four.
And as the house came by, I counted them again, and finally I had all the houses and bottles and corks and sinks and glasses counted, except one house and one cork… which l drank.