This drunk guy, who may or may not be named Uncle Pat, decided that he would dive into a pile of empty cans.  I don't know why he would have thought this was a good idea, but it would have been so much better if he actually made it to the cans.  On a positive note, notice how majestic he looks with his cape.

This is reason number one why Michigan has a bottle deposit. If we didn't then people all over Otisville would be jumping into piles of empty's.

I also have to correct myself . . . earlier in the post I referred to what he was wearing as a cape. I have just found out that the cape is now serving as curtains, and will later be used as tug-o-war rope.