That is grosssss [img]/forums/images/icons/tongue.gif[/img] , my wife yells at me every time I mention garbage juice. They used to run the squeezer at the end of my driveway every week at the other house, for some reason the hopper was always full then [img]/forums/images/icons/crazy.gif[/img] . I owned a Doberman that just loved beer. He would go with me to the fire hall the boys would fill a cup part way with some. He would lap it up and then carry the cup around until someone gave him more. One day we ended up at the hotel bar next door, the dog blew lunch out on the sidewalk and then came back for some more. I had to put a stop to it, neither one of us could have passed a breathalyzer test [img]/forums/images/icons/laugh.gif[/img]
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