Ann came to downtown St. John`s NFLD. carrying a jug of moonshine in one hand and a shotgun in the other. She stopped Brian (from Toronto) on Duckworth Street and said, "Here, Friend, take a drink outta my jug." Brian protested, explaining that he never drank. This Newfie leveled her shotgun at the stranger and commanded "Drink!" Brian drank, shuddered, shook, shivered and coughed. "Gee! That's awful stuff you've got there." "Ain't it, though?" replied Ann. "Now, you hold the gun on me while I take a swig."