So, Cletus turns up, and he has in his possesion, 12 cases of the cheapest beer, 2 pints of suppin' whisky ( his standards, not ours) and six jars of vegemite.He figures anything he has is clear gonna make our Spaw better.........so Pat swallows up the two pints of suppin' whisky ( Cletus' definition...not ours) and a jar and a half of that there and vegemite ......omigawsh.....he's about ready to part company with the bedsheets......and the bed........and the ward.......and possibly the hospital....somebody get ready to catch!!