Boy, Didn't Alanis Morrissette Have It Right, Even if She Was Thwarted on the Definition of Irony?

While enjoying the last sip of my lovely Spanish red wine, something hits my lip. Cork, perhaps? Nope. A giant black fly. Ewww.

And here's some real irony (because I was an English major, I'm compelled to demonstrate my understanding): the label art includes a bug.