WE did not belong to a fraternity at U. of T. but we went to this fondly remembered fraternity party one night. Eric, Marjorie and I. No pocket money for beer. just enough for one cigar as you can see. Then we hit a bonanza in the dark.
“A half bottle of red wine, here…”
“Take a swig.”
“finish it off before the owner comes back”
“What are these lumps?”
“CIGARETTE BUTTS? CIGAR BUTTS!!
The bottle had been used as an ashtray. We did not notice until we got some distance down in the bottle.
