(Just the timing, CHB. I have been busy removing the spambots which plague us from time to time and I only looked here for a moment, answered quickly, then carried on.)
You leave the Port Royal Road out of Kingston, then along the Wentworth Road, until you get to the cement factory. Then you turn left. Follow the road up the hill, down the other side, then two miles further on…
Yeah, well, sometimes nothin' can be a real cool hand.
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(I think you continued Shady Tree’s quote and not mine, Barbel, too much single malt? 😁)
…with the compliments of Mr Willard Whyte…
...and where do I find him?
(Just the timing, CHB. I have been busy removing the spambots which plague us from time to time and I only looked here for a moment, answered quickly, then carried on.)
You leave the Port Royal Road out of Kingston, then along the Wentworth Road, until you get to the cement factory. Then you turn left. Follow the road up the hill, down the other side, then two miles further on…
... we've arranged to have you invited to a party tonight at ...
..the Bottoms Up Club
This is a very special place. He has requested you enter it alone.
I'm alone.
... except for the occasional one such as we have here. He lets the other two fight while he waits, waits until...
...the number of addicts in the country has doubled, shall we say?
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
And then he strikes, like....
...a sexist. misogynist dinosaur.
He travels quickly.
He has purpose.
He comes over water.
He travels with others.
He will oppose.
He brings violence and destruction.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Is he married?
The High Priestess is wife to the Prince no longer of this world.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Rumour has it he lives on one of those old Soviet missile trains.
Some kind of doomsday machine, boy?
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
A huge, unstoppable force.
On whose side?!
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
😀😀😀
Great Britain, and particularly Scotland
All I have to know before we leave is... what goes on back there in voodoo land.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
One of these days we really must look into that.
I cannot see when you are this way with me.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Use an extra pair of eyes.
It makes no difference.
The physical violation cannot be undone.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
I'm still a virgin!
Come on, cheer up, darling.
There has to be a first time for everyone.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
(There's really only one thing to say to that)
What makes you think this is my first time?
Well, it's not the sort of question... a gentleman answers.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Well, sure. But James, we've only got 3 minutes!
Absolutely.
There's no sense in going off half-cocked.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.