But I have you figured out, IO. I know you Germans are famous for your maschinen, and I googled, and found your worktable:
Take car. Go to Mum's. Kill Phil - "Sorry." - grab Liz, go to the Winchester, have a nice cold pint, and wait for all of this to blow over. How's that for a slice of fried gold?
carvel2 wrote:So...in a time line of wargaming....Clive's Blue Pig Band live on! Grrrr!
Take car. Go to Mum's. Kill Phil - "Sorry." - grab Liz, go to the Winchester, have a nice cold pint, and wait for all of this to blow over. How's that for a slice of fried gold?