Well, it looks like soon I will be foregoing the drinks and chewing on gunpowder flakes.
Keep your powder dry
..and your whiskey wet
and dip your bullets in lard
so that all the 42 virgins all say “oink “
I am listening to :”Black Bear” from my Celtic highlander cousins
and am now armed with the Jamesions
and ready for the hospitality( or hostility)
of the marrow..
I am not of a dispostion to be triffled with ..
but I will take on the day