After a few wonderful libations at the Cord de la Rip, I decided to venture onward, to a nice little place I saw, when I entered that establishment that MS Period Jones was the bartendress…or is that bartender…..I believe the place is called Barnaby’s. What a wonderful name, as I did have a beau in the backwoods, named Bubba Barnaby, and well, that’s a whole story until itself….but anyway, the nice waiter recommended the wonderful pesto chicken salad sandwich, without the bread. I thought that would be a wonderful thing, and I ordered it. This wonderful thing was served, and I gasped, a sharp intake of breath, and the gentleman I was with, laughingly said, those are Bodacious Tattas……. And well, I thought, there I go thinking again, and that can be dangerous, in certain circumstances. But anyway, after a wonderful repast, we went back to see MS Period Jones, and further explore the spirits of the Trose…..TATA!

You Wandering Vagabond.