Could've Been the Whisky, Might've Been The Gin
If your paper is like most, it tries to thin out the news so your head doesn't explode with knowledge or opinions. While ours is currently experiencing a dearth of actual quality information, buried in cooking tips and fashion advice, it does provide some entertaining things from time to time.
Yesterday's paper showed a photo that I couldn't resist posting. This is a pair of guys from the prairies who have proven that those prairie folk really know how to party. The beer cans you see are the result of one year of drinking and total almost 11,000 cans. While most of you will question how they could consume an average of 15 beers a day (assuming no days off), I question where they stored all these suckers. I don't know about your house, but I usually have trouble figuring out where I'm going to put one case of empties before I can get them returned.
As a child I used to patrol the ravine and woods near my house picking up empties that were abandoned by partying kids and drunks so I could get the money from the deposits. This would be used to subsidize my addiction to penny candy and Styrofoam planes. I imagine if I found a cache of this many cans as a child I would very likely have either passed out with excitement or developed diabetes after eating that much candy.Bravo gentlemen, and I hope your livers hold out long enough to spend your riches.
posted by Rainypete at 12:00 AM
20 Comments:
Only 1 year of drinking. Oh, how proud they must be. Yikes!
Thanks you for your kind words.
Way to break it down PETE!
One year of drinking, now that is a true vacation!
hello rainy pete. how are you today? your post reminds me of a man that lived next to the river when i was a kid. he use to drink a lot of beer and he would toss the cans out of his window. after a while the cans were as high as the sill. he pushed them away from the window and continued to throw them out.
I'm impressed the empties are so well preserved in their boxes and all...
Pete, my long lost twin! I wondered what ever happened to you. I spent my summers between the ages of 10 and 12 doing the exact same thing for the exact same reason.
Three cheers for candy and styroafoam planes!
WOW!! That is a lot of beer! I wonder how much that costs....
Two things.
One Look how thin they are and I hate them for that alone. I walk by the beer store and I gain 5 frigin pounds.
Second they must have pissed out a storm drinking so much beer.
I wonder how much they made on all those cans...Hmm...Food for thought.
I don't even want to think about the amount of farting and belching that went on with all that beer consumption. Bleech.
So what're they going to do with all those cans - use them as house cladding?
Isn't that house building material?
Some people start foundations for medical research, some people feed the homeless, some people save beer cans. Go figure!
Wow, that's a lot of cans.
That was too funny!!!
I did the same thing when I was a kid...only I didn't collect cans, I collected the glass soda bottles people would toss out (for the deposit...and yes, kiddies....they actually had coke and pepsi in glass bottles years ago!!!)
I usually got ten cent per bottle and yes, I'd buy candy with my money too...:)
That's one shedload of beers.
We used to look for bottles to get the deposit back as well.
They don't have that system here nowadays.
singing: "Could've been the 3/4/6 packs I don't know but look at the mess I'm in, my head is like a football, I think I'm gonna die! Tell me me oh me oh my, wasn't that a party?"
LOL hey there! i was into those planes too, which part of hamilton did you grow up? I grew up near the Glendale Golf and Country Club.
I think it's hilarious that they are that PROUD of it! LOL!
Can you imagine how much eleven thousand empty beer cans must smell?
Their house must have smelt like a brewery.
But hey they are so proud.
Anyone calling themselves lushes right now better re-think their claims.
I used to have a couple of those styrofoam glider toys but they were designed after anime characters or something. I miss 'em.
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