IT WAS A MILD DAY IN LATE SEPTEMBER WHEN MY WIFE AND I DECIDED TO GO ON A  BOTTLE DIGGING ADVENTURE, A WHILE BACK WE HAD NOTICED AN OLD PAIR OF STONE PILLARS ALONG A NEARBY ROADSIDE AND DECIDED TO CHECK IT OUT, ASIDE FROM THE TWO STONE PILLARS THEIR REALLY WASN'T ALOT TO BE DESIRED, JUST A FEW BRICKS LYING AROUND AND AN OLD SMALL FOUNDATION THAT LOOKED LIKE AN OLD CARRIAGE HOUSE. AFTER SCRATCHING AROUND FOR A WHILE AND STRIKING OUT, WE STARTED COMBING THE WOODS IN THE SURROUNDING AREA,  JUST WHEN I THOUGHT THIS PLACE WAS GOING TO TURN OUT TO BE A BUMMER, I HEARD MY WIFE SAY "HEY PAUL BRING YOUR PROBE OVER HERE I FOUND A BIG DEPRESSION". I PROCEEDED OVER TO WHERE SHE WAS AND SURE ENOUGH, SHE WAS STANDING OVER THIS BIG INDENTATION IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE.  I PUSHED THE PROBE INTO THE GROUND AND ALL I HEARD WAS "CRUNCH CRUNCH BANG"AS THE PROBE SUNK JUST SHY OF ABOUT 5 FEET.  IT DIDN'T TAKE A ROCKET SCIENTIST TO FIGURE OUT THAT THIS WAS A PRIVY, AND IT WAS LOADED WITH GLASS.  IT WAS THEN WHEN I STARTED TO UNEARTH THIS GOOD SIZED STONE-LINED PRIVY, AND AS I GOT ABOUT TWO FEET DOWN THE FIRST THING I HIT WAS A BOTTLE, DON'T GET EXCITED, IT WAS ONLY A WARRANTED FLASK, BUT IT WAS CORKED AND STILL FULL OF WHISKEY (UMMMMM). I THEN BEGAN TO THROW DIRT OUT OF THE HOLE LIKE A HUMAN BACK HOE. THE DEEPER I WENT, THE OLDER THE PIT WAS.