Guiness is not made for Alligators. As it was I had to smile nice and wide to convince the barkeep to serve me at all. (chuckle chuckle chuckle) It was good for the first pint but 3 or 4 and the roast duck tends to come up, not quite the same coming out as going in. Lemonade sherry tho, thats more my style. I'm a summer anyway.
I also managed to leave my camera somewhere in Soho...going to get it later it's just a bit of a pain for now. Beautiful area that Soho is. But who the hell named Picadilly? Wouldn't mind a lily(pond) but really? Picadilly? Might as well call it grab my willy road. But enough of that. Today is gonna be a great day.
I'm on my way to see if a talking alligator is enough to get one of those fluffy hatted wanker gaurds to smile, or shite himself, either way. Cheers! =D
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