What you see to your right is Wolfgang Heinrich, 40, from the German town Wiesenburg. Oh, and Wolfgang's horse and steadfast friend, Sammy.
Wolfgang took a ride on a distinctly non-balmy night and stopped to share a drink or two with friends at a local pub.
When Wolfgang stumbled out of the pub he realized he was drunk. Too drunk for a long trek home on horseback.
Wisely, Wolfgang sought shelter for Sammy and himself on that cold evening. He used his bank card to open up a nearby bank foyer snoozed the night away.
1 comment:
I'm going to add that one to my list of survival techniques. Niiiice!
Dread
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