This Just In...

After determining the inevitability of being smoted by the almighty, resulting from a mild indiscretion on the altar (well come on…his diet consist of sardines…it could happen to anyone), Mr. P turns to various vices to ease his guilt.

Determining that cider was more suited to the ladies...Mr. P doubles up with some manly Guinness.

Well o.k. so they are Baby Guinness but he felt like a man that night.