for all the great minds who gather down the pub...

Ahaha! Hey I've been in an English pub. Actually, Welsh. ;) Nice place. I ate all the pork cracklings while they drank and talked about intellectual stuff. ;)

oh, I love a packet of
pork scratchings, myself...
I spend quite a bit of time
in Wales and yes, the pubs
are just fine there, too...
and we talk such strange
stuff in all of them..:)

Oh is that what they're called, pork scratchings? :)
Can you still get milk in the pubs?

not in the ones I've been
in, tea or coffee and meals,
which is a little different from
when I first crossed the
threshold..:)

Good cheers Sir Paul :)

have one yourself..:)

Every time you go to sleep if  could be death.
On the bright side, no more work

Good ink
Like

waking is always a
rebirth, I guess...
all wrinkly from the
pillow stuck on my face,
and whimpering like
an infant..:)

Death...scotched

in Irish, however, whiskey is
known as the water of life..:)

I think we can all benefit from a little scotch, now and then, and then again.

say when..:)

Sounds like heaven to me.

yes..:)