The Gods of Booze were favouring me last night.
I got out of the taxi from my Xmas do, and whilst walking past the local restaurants I discovered a full, unopened bottle of Shiraz that somebody had left on the pavement.
This sort of thing has happened to me at least twice before.
Once on a very, very hot day, whilst traversing the Pennine Way an unopened bottle of coca-cola appeared in the middle of the path.
On another occasion a housemate reported that he'd seen a full bottle of whiskey in the phonebox. (He didn't touch it due to having his stomach pumped as a child from consuming a large amount of the water of life). Cha0tic and myself legged it to the phonebox to retrieve it.
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I always wondered why he didn't bring the bottle back & say "Oooh look what I found, does anyone want it?"
Rather than coming back to the house & telling us there was free whisky in the phone box & we had to go out & collect it.
(Yes these diamond shoes are too tight)
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