I just met a drunkard outside a kebab shop, by name of Bobby. He ate most of my mate Steve's chips (but did offer him a swig of red wine in return-Steve politely declined) Apparently his Father made the wine-Steve pointed out it was from Australia (and quite probably Sainsbury's) He said he wouldn't ask the girls for chips. Then he finished Steve's (inc the ones he dropped on the floor!) Then he asked for mine. I gave him some then decided not to eat anymore until washing!! Then we made our separate ways-Bobby headed for the police station!