OT Road Grit Reserve

[Ala]

it's not like they play fiddles the way crickets do

[Ala]

I know you are there!

[Grimly Curmudgeon]

We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember "Ala" saying something like:

I assume you're off your bleedin' head.

[Ala]

I assumed the same thing abou the moon once upon a time, but neiher of us have hematoma