Drink of the Week: Trash Can Forty

I was leaving my house one day when a familiar glint caught my eye. It reminded me of college and regrets. I pushed open my trashcan, and there it sat, the Trash Can Forty. Unopened, pristine, the “$2 out the door” sticker not even picked at. It was nestled right on top and it hadn't been there when I had come home the previous evening, which means it was deposited there sometime late at night.

What would cause a person to come into possession of a forty of High Life and then callously abandon it in a waste receptacle as opposed to the preferred spot for things up for grabs, the corner? Here are the scenarios I feel are most likely, after the jump.

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