Yes

Hesitantly, you poke your head around the backside of the dumpster. Immediately you regret it.

Behind the dumpster you see a muscle-bound man, collapsed on the ground, drunk as can be. He appears to be like 6 foot 6, and his shirt barely fits him. This isn't a man you'd want to meet in a dark alley sober.

You try and back away quietly, but you hear the man say "H-hey, who'shhh there?" Damn, he's drunk.

The man stands up and comes around the front of the dumpster. No, he's at least 6 foot 9. Despite being drunk as shit, he manages to walk towards you.