WHEN TWO FOEMEN MEET IN THE DRINKING-HALL, HAVING BOTH QUAFFED MIGHTILY, AND COME TO BLOWS, SHALL NOT THEIR WOMENFOLK HOLD FAST TO THEIR OUTER VESTMENTS (OF LEATHER, NATCH) AND BESEECH THEM TO LEAVEST IT OUT, FOR THERE IS NO WORTH TO BE HAD?
A MAN WOULD TAKE ANOTHER MAN'S SEAT WHILE WATER IS BEING PASSED. BUT TO GIVE THE SEAT UP ON A MAN'S RETURN? A MAN WHO DOES SO IS AN HONOURABLE MAN. AND EACH MAN MUST SPEAK WITH HIS OWN HONOUR. SUCH THINGS ARE TRUTH.
A MAN WHO LOVES HIS BROTHER-IN-ARMS IS A MAN. A MAN WHO LOVES HIS BROTHER-IN-ARMS THOUGH HIS BROTHER-IN-ARMS REFUSES TO SWALLOW— THAT MAN IS A TRUE BROTHER.
A MAN WOULD LIKE A CUCUMBER SANDWICH, IF ONE WOULD BE SO KIND. AND A NAPKIN, AS THE MAYONNAISE IS PRONE TO GETTING ALL OVER A MAN'S FACE. AND THEN A MAN'S BROTHERS ARE PRONE TO LAUGHING CRUDELY.
A MAN MAY PLAY ROCK, SCISSORS, PAPER. IS IT "ONE, TWO, THREE, SHOOT" OR "ONE, TWO, SHOOT"? I SAY: ONE, TWO, SHOOT, AND ANY MAN WHO WOULDST SPEAK OTHERWISE IS A DOG!
A MAN WALKS DOWN THE STREET, IT'S A STREET IN A STRANGE WORLD. MAYBE IT'S THE THIRD WORLD, MAYBE IT'S HIS FIRST TIME AROUND. HE DOESN'T SPEAK THE LANGUAGE, HE HOLDS NO CURRENCY. HE IS A FOREIGN MAN, HE IS SURROUNDED BY THE SOUND, THE SOUND OF CATTLE IN THE MARKETPLACE. SCATTERLINGS AND ORPHANAGES. HE LOOKS AROUND, AROUND, HE SEES ANGELS IN THE ARCHITECTURE, SPINNING IN INFINITY. HE SAYS, AMEN! AND FRENCH FANCIES!
AND WHEN A MAN WAX HUNGRY WITH A MIGHTY HUNGER, SHALL HE NOT DEPART THE FIRE TO SEE WHAT HATH BECOME OF THOSE WHO SEEK BICCIES, FOR THEY ARE NOT YET RETURNED FROM THEIR QUEST, AND ANYWAY A MAN WANTED SOUR CREAM PRINGLES AND DIP AND WE'RE ALMOST OUT OF MIXER?
IF ONE MAN WOULD BE ANOTHER MAN'S BODYGUARD, THEN THAT MAN COULD BE THE ONE MAN'S LONG LOST PAL.... THIS IS TRUTH!
A MAN WILL SEEK PARTY RINGS, IN THE SHOPS IN THE TOWN. A MAN HOPES TO RETURN TO THE FIRE, BUT HIS JOURNEY MAY BE LONG. SHOULD THIS MAN VENTURE AFTER TEA AND AFTER MILK AS WELL, OR SHALL HE TRUST HIS COUNTRYFOLK TO SET ASIDE MILK AND SET ASIDE TEA UNTIL HIS RETURN?
RED STRIPE, AND SILK CUT, TOO -- A MAN HAS NO PROBLEM GETTING THESE. PASTIES MAY TAKE MORE TIME TO FIND, BUT EVEN SO, THEY CAN BE FOUND. ANY MORE, AND A MAN WILL NEED TO WRITE A LIST LEST HE BE BETRAYED BY FALSE MEMORY.
HUNGER BIDS A MAN MAKE HASTE. CAUTION BIDS A MAN TO SAY, "DO NOT SPIT IN A MAN'S CUP AFTER HE LEAVES THE FIRE, THOUGH HIS TEA BE NOT FINISHED."
HAH! A REAL MAN SCORNS SUCH FOOLS, FOR WELL HE KNOWS OF THE SECRET KEBAB-SHOP WHEREIN GINSTER'S PASTIES MAY BE PURCHASED--YEA, AND EVEN SIX STELLA FOR A FIVER, AND THAT AFTER THE HOUR OF THE CLOSING!
AHA! IN THE LAND OF STOKEY, SIX BOOZES MAY BE HAD FOR A FIVER, AND IT MATTER NOT WHETHER THE SUN BE UP NOR DOWN!!! THE LAND OF ETERNAL BOOZE IS NOT JUST SOME WIZARD'S MAKE-BELIEVE, 'TIS TRUTH!!! AND A MAN WILL FIGHT TO DEFEND ITS HONOUR.
