You‘re sitting in a bar with your 38 year old nephew who, after hearing the mad shenanigans of my visit so far, admits he couldn‘t keep up with me...then your 28 year old son pipes up...neither can I!!!
Ps....the manager of the Old Joint Stock was last seen ordering 2 cases of Valium for himself.
All I said was....VV, maracas, clown, stupid shoes, vodka, Debih...then he went sort of pale and muttered words like..therapy, dark room and lie down.