Last night my friend Carol, the sage of Elamsville, told this story involving her maternal grandparents, it happened about 70-75 years ago:
Granddaddy would keep his bottle in a hollow fence post out by the road. When his ride would drop him off in the evening he would have a nip before going up tot the house.
One evening he caught a ride home with his boss man and wanting to impress him, offered him a nip, handing him the bottle first.
Now my mind is thinking how this translates into a 1930's, male bonding type thing. He is letting the boss man know where he hides his liquor, like he is welcome to come by and help himself. Or was it just brown-nosing?
The boss man soon starts throwing fits, as Grandma has discover the bottle and replaced the contents with cayenne pepper.
I gather they stayed toe up about it a long time.