He didn't really need to be in a sea of swans because he was trying to get his ducks in a row, but hell's bells - that was the problem with speaking in Seugnotese. Oh "Smub" he exclaimed. "I'm never going to go backwards to where I was before I met that spotted dog named Dick"... Retracing his steps, he went down to the Crossroads and fell down on his knees...
"Fek it" he screamed ! "I'm gonna have to buy some boot laces, these sand eels always untie themselves and trip me up! Now where's me ha'porth of tar gone?" He reached out in the dark to search and his hands fell upon..
then faintly visible through the cloying Swansea fog he saw the dim illumination of a neon sign, 'Fifi's' read the sign, it was a place he had visited a million times but tonight was different, dressed in womens lingerie covered by a beige rain mac he threw open the door to Fifi's, the music stopped dead, the inhabitants turned to face him ......Greetings, he said i have come to..............................
"My names Spam Sade" said the dry rain soaken stranger, as he asked for a double rocks on the bourbon, as he pulled a rabbit out of his pocket and asked the bar tender for a light,
"Is that animal up for it ?" he asked the the barman looking down.
"Go ferret" he replied
(Wot the F r we drinkin / smokin ?)
P.S. How's the other half GTGF ?