Sister, You're a Poet

I'm the one in the family who is supposed to know the most about literature and writing, but yesterday I learned that it is actually my sister who's the real master of language. In trying to describe to me the effectiveness of a certain prescription-only anti-wrinkle cream, she came up with the BEST metaphor I have heard in a long time. Here is the text message I received:

"If Advil or Motrin is Chanel, then this shit is Vicodin."

Awesome. Totally awesome. Nice work, sis.