Right its happened to all of us. We've all gone to the off licence a bit too late on a chance tip, and been dissapointed by the brews to choose from once there. The following short tale will put all of those occasions to shame.
The time was around 7pm, maybe half past. My main man Rory had failed to get himself any brews, so he takes a trip down to Wine Shack, casual as you like. People dont usually kick off when you go to buy beer. So he innocently walks into town, unbeknownst to him the pure shock lying in wait for him.
He walks into said shotta of booze, and does a double take. The walls are bare. And I mean BARE. Not a bottle on them, chilled and room temperature alike. Still reeling and almost speechless, he manages to spill from his rhyme hole "...you got any beer?"
The pure hilarity of questioning the presence of beer, in an office licence, was not lost on me.
The reply to his question was an indifferent one, blaming a missed delivery. "But i can sell you 2 bottles of Becks and a bottle of Bud for £3.17" she suggested, clearly sensing Rory's complete disbelief the entire scenario. Due to the prompt pricing of these 3 beers, im expecting Wine Shack provide training for these kind of situations. 'Accurate pricing of odd bottles of beer in a crisis 101', or something.
Anyway needless to say Rory paid his £3.17, picked up his man-size helping of beers and returned home. See below a picture of Rory with his 3 beers. Tounge stuck out like a dog, or just a guy with 3 beers.