Unfortunately, the night before, Neal had fallen asleep in the trash bin behind the McDonald’s off of MLK.  He said he’d gotten real hungry, because he’d finished drinking a bottle of Wild Turkey earlier that evening.  It was a celebration of sorts, a celebration justified and made possible by his paycheck earned from a couples days worth of roofing earlier that week.  Anyway, Neal explained that his buddy, Senor Tooth, had taught him how to McDumptser dive; this was an easy way to gain access to a number of free BigMacs and McTastys every night after 2:00am, when the McDonald’s employees dumped the remains of the day out back.