Mystery Can #23

So, while siting at Molly’s last night with the aforementioned Damnits, Christy walks up to us with a can she bought at a Z’otz for 50¢ that now lives behind the bar. No label, just a hand-written label that says “Mystery Can #23“.

Naturally, we get curious as to what it’s contents are, and start shaking it and trying to get a feel for what wonders it must surely contain. As a result, we of course started a pool styled after our favorite bar game, the Roll-A-Day, and here are the rules:

  • One $1 bet per person per day. You must write your bet and your name on the bill with a Sharpie. Money is held by the most responsible person in the world.
  • Betting is only open from 10pm – 2am at Molly’s. If you wish to bet remotely, a $1 Convenience Charge will be applied.
  • Betting can occur up until midnight of Nov. 1st/2nd, when the can is then opened.
  • Unique guesses only. Once a guess has been claimed, it cannot be re-claimed
  • Winner takes all.

In the event that nobody guesses the correct contents of the can, a can will be chosen at random by an employee of Verdi Mart, and delivered to Molly’s for a Can-Off™, hosted by the one man who could oversee such and event, David Bowie.

I already have my next couple of guesses, and I’m not telling you, because they’re that good.

Who wants to be a winnah? (thanks Bingo! for letting me steal this phrase without your approval)

Damnit!

This evening was supposed to be quiet and short-lived. Then, I remembered that the Damnits were rolling back in town tonight for their regular Halloween multi-week stint.

So much for going to bed early (as in a decent hour, not early in the actual day). Let’s see how tomorrow pans out.