Dogsauce
I’ve got Skol but I’m not a Scholar
Hitching south to Bristol once in the mid 90s, I got dropped on the M1 hard shoulder where the A42 branches off south of Nottingham, as there was no roundabout there to come off and back on again and the driver was heading London way. I had to walk about three miles to a lay-by to get another lift, but on the way I found four hundred duty free bennies (two sleeves) lying on the grass verge that had fallen from a vehicle somehow. Topped up my dole for a few weeks selling them to friends and housemates at a couple of quid a pack. Yay capitalism.