Which reminds me of a story my old man used to tell:

Driving through Dogpatch, Ky in thier old Model T, Hairless Joe and Lonesome Polecat pulled into a service station when they saw a sign in the window that offered "Kick-a-poo Joy Juice - 6 gals for a dollar". Lonesome Polecat coughed up the buck and they both sat back and drank 3 jugs a piece. Hairless Joe got up, and stumbled over to the attendant and said "Well, that's some mighty fine drink you had there, now bring on the gals".