Jakey bar! Rome

No, it's not really a jakey bar. It's just a fairly bad one on Rome's Via Cavour. Italy is the only country I've visited in which Tennent's Super is sold without any stigma attached. Because many Italians will only have one or two drinks over the course of a long evening, strong lager is not frowned upon or deemed fit for a lowly class of total non-Jarvis drinker.
Which reminds me of a genius idea some Edinburgh-based Jarvs once had for a Festival Fringe show - take a jakey or two from Hunter Square, give them all they want to drink until they pass out, then put them in a metal cage suspended about three feet above the floor. Then charge punters a fiver to rattle the cage and observe the reaction of the jakey/s therein. The name of this spectacle?
Shakey Wakey Jakey!