I can relate to frost in the robbing stuff whilst wrecked regard. when i was in spain earlier this year my friend and I were chatting to the polish bar guy in a big nightclub and once he turned his back i just spontaneously grabbed the almost full bottle of southern comfort behind the bar and strolled off with it. we then proceeded to walk out of the club chugging it as we went, sharing our good fortune with any other drunks on the street at that time, as we were in a generous mood