Frank is on the lookout for those old steel,
copper beer mugs (or a Pewter mug for those intelligent bastards) that everyone
got given for 21st birthdays back in the day. The ones that are now sitting and
gathering dust in the back of cupboards cause your misses doesn’t think it
looks “right” in your new chic pad.
If you'd rather let your mug be happy serving
a purpose in a pub, Frank is happy to take it off your hands for no charge
whatsoever. Point is you'll get to go to Franks and have a few suds in your mug
and when you not there it'll be representing you in the hands of another
drunkard or hanging from the bar awaiting your return.
Just a thought. This is yours.
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