Beer scooter...

How many times have you woken up in the morning after a hard night
drinking and thought ‘How on earth did I get home?’ As hard as you
try, you cannot piece together your return journey home.

> The answer to this puzzle is that you used a Beer Scooter. The Beer
Scooter is a mythical form of transport, owned and leased to the
drunk by Bacchus the Roman God of Wine. Bacchus has acquired a large
batch of these magical devices. The Beer Scooter works in the
following fashion:

> - The passenger reaches a certain level of drunkenness and the “slurring
gland” begins to give off a pheromone. Bacchus or one of his many
sub-contractors detects this pheromone and sends down a winged Beer

> The scooter scoops up the passenger and deposits them in their bedroom
via a Trans-Dimensional Portal. This is not cheap to run, so a
large portion of the passenger’s in-pocket cash is taken as
payment. This answers the second questions after a night out, ‘How
did I spend so much money?’

> Unfortunately, Beer Scooters have a poor safety record and are thought
to be responsible for over 90% of all UDI (Unidentified Drinking
Injuries), such as skinned knees and a sore spot on the top of your

> An undocumented feature of the Beer Scooter is the destruction of time
segments during the trip. The nature of Trans-Dimensional Portals
dictates that time will be lost, seemingly unaccounted for.

> This answers a third question after a night out ‘What the hell
happened?’ With good intentions, Bacchus opted for the REMIT
(Removal of Embarrassing Moments In Time) add-on, that
automatically removes, in descending order, those parts in time
regretted most. Unfortunately one person’s REMIT is not necessarily
the REMIT of another’s and quite often lost time is regained in
discussions over a period of time.

> Independent studies have also shown that Beer Goggles often cause the
Scooter’s navigation system to malfunction thus sending passengers
to the wrong bedroom, often with horrific consequences.

For the family man, Beer Scooters come equipped with flowers picked from
other people’s garden and Thump-A-Lot boots (Patent Pending). these
boots are designed in such a way that no matter how quietly you
tip-toe up the stairs, you are sure to wake up your other half.
Special anti-gravity springs ensure that you bump into every wall in
the house and the CTSGS (Coffee Table Seeking Guidance System)
explains the bruised shins.

> The final add-on Bacchus saw fit to invest in for some Scooters is the TA
(Tobacco Absorption System). This explains how one person can
apparently get through 260 Marlboro Lights in a single night.

> P.S. Don’t forget the on-board heater, which allows you to comfortably
get home in sub-zero temperatures, wearing just a T-shirt.

Ahh yes, beer scooters have gotten me home on many an ale fuelled night!! :smiley:

Not discovered the beer scooter, (Bacchus obviously doesn’t trust my driving!) but I do have several pairs of beer boots in my cupboard, which explains how I can walk several miles home at break-neck speed and no pain. Well not until the following morning when all my leg muscles ache.

And another thing, the beer scooter MUST have some kind of invisibliity cloaking device, cos I’ve never seen anyone else using one.

One sadly lacking piece of vital equipment that Bacchus obviously didn’t think of when designing said mode of transport. Unfortunately the beer scooter doesn’t come with any on-board lavatorial facilities, leaving the rider having to make occasional pit-stops on the way home. Sadly the invisiblity cloaking device seems to get a bit tangled when the rider dismounts the beer scooter in such circumstances, such that the rider is convinced he/she is invisible but all and sundry can quite clearly see what rider is up to. (I have to admit to getting off my beer scooter on my first date with current beau and stopping for a wee in the middle of Stoke Park. Not a lot of cover there, apart from the faulty invisibility cloaking device… fortunately he must’ve been wearing his beer goggles as he didn’t seem to mind too much - probably something to do with him doing the same behind the adjacent tree!)

Not had a prob in remembering how i got home, but! i use to phone me m8 to ask wot happened night b4 etc on our way home, lol. i would forget when woke up.