Disclaimer still in place. But FFS, McEnroe isn’t much my senior and he’s an auld feller. OK, he spent more time outdoors, while I skulked in UV-free dens of iniquity or, if compelled, the office at the time. But still. If only it were a sobering thort [flails vainly for the Gin Syphon. Or Siphon]. I would look it up but my dictionary is dancing. Strip the Piper, I think it’s called. There’s a lot of high- pitched gigglin’
Oh well, might as well go for it.
< bounces on furniture>
< sticks dried comestibles up nose >
< Links to proper place for music and feels somehow diminished by lack of revolutionary zeal >