I suppose the title says it all.

I am halfway through a Monte Christo No 2.

Listening to Brain Damage from The Dark Side of the Moon.

The Port is a Taylors Tawny. I dont recall the year but it is exquisite.

Eight minutes past midnight on a friday evening.

The good lady has gone to bed, the children are all happy and healthy. My nearest and dearest are all in a good place.

All is well in my world.

Peace to you all. Except the silly murderous twats that think Jesus/Mohammed/whatever will save your sad insipid ass.


Carry on.

Dear old HappyTug, ones eloquence fair bought a tear to a chaps eye. ( No sniggering at the back, I said chaps, not japs. )

They tell me Dock St Annie still rents her rooms by the hour, clean sheets are extra though, what do you reckon ? I'm in.

https://forum.rampant.tv/showthread.php?...#pid137671 As long as Rovers not been there before hand and sullied the sheets you should be ok!

You have awakened my taste buds with talk of Taylors, its almost a year since my last, indeed i can tell you the exact date, 26/12/2012 a friend of mine came a visiting to share the yule tide fayre, we put large dents in bottles of Taylors and some excellent V.S.O.P, try them together P & B is very warming.

Roll on Chrismas, roll into bed!

(09/11/2013, 15:28)clitterbug Wrote: https://forum.rampant.tv/showthread.php?...#pid137671 As long as Rovers not been there before hand and sullied the sheets you should be ok!

You have awakened my taste buds with talk of Taylors, its almost a year since my last, indeed i can tell you the exact date, 26/12/2012 a friend of mine came a visiting to share the yule tide fayre, we put large dents in bottles of Taylors and some excellent V.S.O.P, try them together P & B is very warming.

Roll on Chrismas, roll into bed!

Sir. One never mixes a fine port with anything other than a decent cuban, and with luck the company of a well bred filly.

However should one find oneself in reduced circustances, and the servants port is all one can muster, then and only then, one might consider a french kiss.

Thankfully reduced circumstances and Lord Briss have never been properly introduced. Tonights entertainment is delivered courtesy of a rather cheeky Rioja and a Cohiba Siglo IV.

The difficulties a chap must deal with.......

Sir i doff my cap!

(09/11/2013, 23:29)clitterbug Wrote: Sir i doff my cap!

Quite.

Interesting euthanism.

:P

Well the Faustino has been well & truely quaffed! in fact im on my 4th snifter of B I H, and fine it is too! i have one L & B calling me toward the back door, do i give in and smoke it now or just hold it twixt lips whilst sipping more honey?

Im sure im not the 1st to hold this dilemna, and in a perfect world Cuban leaves would be harmless and Mrs Bug wouldnt mind the rich aroma of a piece of rustic art rolled on a dusky Cuban virgins thigh!

But here i am in an industrial northern town on a cold rainy night wishing i was stationed on a Central American/Caribbean archipelago, sunning myself and dipping the toe of a not inexpencive Stogie into my spiced rum while Carmen tends my needs!

A man can dream!

Tin of Fosters and a Golden Virginia roll-up for me. But then with the amount of crack I smoke, sacrifices just have to be made elsewhere.

(12/11/2013, 14:38)ScottyRampant Wrote: Tin of Fosters and a Golden Virginia roll-up for me. But then with the amount of crack I smoke, sacrifices just have to be made elsewhere.

Quite.

That and the close harmony cap doffing.