However, he hadn't gotten drunk in a long time because he couldn't afford it.
There was a small bar in town where a glass of beer cost nine cents, served in those ice water glasses, not big, you could drink it up in a few gulps.
He had only drunk twice, and apart from when everyone went out to have fun, he would ask for a glass, but otherwise, he wouldn't drink, it was a waste of money.
He was curious about how this big truck could be emitting a strong smell of alcohol. He looked around; no one was paying attention to him, so he walked over to the truck.
The farther he walked, the stronger the alcohol scent became, until he stood at the side of the cargo truck (a side-door truck). He looked down at some liquid seeping out from the crack of the cargo door, dipped a finger in, and put it in his mouth.
A distinct aroma of alcohol and a familiar taste quickly exploded in his mouth, this was liquor!
