Cracking Pitcher, Guv.
Well, I thought this was going to be THE pit of the year. I had visions of iron-pontiled sodas jumping out of the pit and lining themselves up on the tarp, ready to be taken home. Open pontiled medicines by the score at every turn. But alas, I was dreaming… again. What a miserable waste of time; EVERYTHING was damaged. A few nice bottles but all pinged, cracked, broken, you name it! I don’t know how that jug stayed together. It had more crack than a plumbers’ convention in LA, whatever… When I was washing it, water left via the cracks quicker than the faucet filled it. One crack was so wide it could probably qualify as a secondary opening! Sorry I’m just mad. Moreover Tricky Dickey didn’t even turn up until I had done all the leg work! (He had stayed up late looking at bottles, and forgot to set his alarm.)
My visions had turned from pontiled grandeur to reality…… and now we’ve got to fill this hole in.
The keepers/crying glass were:
Pitcher…..cracked
Open Pontil umbrella ink…..cracked
very crude Davis’ vegetable pain killer……pinged
(Hmmmm… I wonder, did it ever kill the pain the vegetables had? I’m sure L. Ron Hubbard would have some interest in this nostrum… not to mention Tom Cruise and John Travolta… maybe he should have tried this one on his tomatoes!.. but then where would Scientology be?)
95% C Petterson & Bro blob soda… well 95%
