Paint The Town Red (With Chunks Of Carrot).

Who has walked through town early on a Saturday or Sunday morning?  Have you seen the remnants of the night before?  Bottles and cans, the former containers of cheap beer, lying scattered across the streets.  On every corner is a half-eaten Kebab, closely followed by a puddle of sick.  In whose mind is it fun, to drink so much that you can't keep it down?  Do these people actually enjoy throwing up?  Is life so boring, that you have to entertain yourselves in this way?  Spare a thought for the rest of us, who really don't want to see, the evidence that you had a good night last night.  Perhaps they should include on the spot fines for those that puke in the street, as compensation for the poor sod that has to clear it up.