Angus has made a purchase of a bottle of very fine single malt Scotch. He puts the bottle in his overcoat pocket and is on his way home when he stumbles and takes a rather hard fall.

As he picks himself up, he feels something wet oozing along his trouser leg.

He looks up at the heavens and says in a panic stricken voice: " Oh, please dear Lord! I beg of you! Please let that be blood!"