I had an attack of the Nods  

Santa (well Mrs K obvs) got me again another stack of world beers so they stayed in the bedroom while visitors were here.  Today I decides to move them to the zone of imbibing.
Stupid me puts them in a stupid bag.  Bag breaks, beers collapse onto the floor and some do not survive.  One very wet, very broken glass  covered bedroom floor  

Still it smells nice