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Hamish Whistler, a nice South Betootanese man, has just turned up to a house party on Crescent Road without a box of beer under the promise of getting one – but he’d love one of yours in the interim.
The 29-year-old told our reporters that he’s got every intention of getting a carton for the game, it’s just that logistical and timing issues prevented him from getting one on the way.
“I just didn’t have the means to get one on the way here,” he said.
“But I’ll get one before the game. But I’ll get a niche carton, where I’ll know who’s stolen one of my beers. I’ll probably end up getting something that nobody else drinks,”
“That way, I’ll know if someone has stolen one of my beers, so I can publically call them out and be a dog about it [laughs]. Dude, who steals beers from a mate?”
He then paused the conversation to yell out at a mate and ask if he could have one of those Fosters – hoping to get a free run on the full stocked fridge.
“Yeah, awesome, I’ll get a case in a bit,” he lied, grabbing a cold blue and gold can and cracking it immediately.
The Advocate was able to establish that Mr Whistler was barracking for the Storm this evening, something that failed to surprise our reporters.
More to come.
