> I can just imagine the scene at the customs hall at Charlotte:
> 
> [snip] > 
> - 'Yer plaishe or mine, darlin? Grandad Hilltop will haf to wait *hic*
> 
> 'Sir, I'm married, I'm 54 and my name is Gus'
> 
> - 'Sheesh, where da put me glashes? I'm orf! Trebles al round!' <crash,
> bang, wallop>

LOL!!

regards,
Lukasz

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