Well that’s a bit of a bummer then ‘cause I’ve always had a thing for dangerous girls and they’re often Russian or at least European!
As for the beer, your comment reminded me of a discussion that went on on the old forum, was a good laugh. I remember Allibaba was part of it, standing up for his German beer, but the problem was he was half-pissed himself while he was defending it :-D
Lady in Red is known everywhere I reckon :-)
Anyway, check out this one about God Vs The Devil, funny as hell, love the humour in it :-D
If you read while you listen it’s like an audio-book story.
Chris De Burgh - Spanish Train:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DnaUvPoiTfQ
There’s a Spanish train that runs between Quadalquivir and Old Seville
And at dead of night the whistle blows, and people hear she’s running still
And then they hush their children back to sleep, lock the doors upstairs they creep
For it is said that the souls of the dead fill that train ...
Ten thousand deep!
Well the railwayman lay dying with his people by his side
His family were crying knelt in prayer before he died
But above his bed just awaiting for the dead was the Devil with a twinkle in his eye
Well God’s not around and look what I’ve found ...
This one’s mine!
Just then the Lord himself appeared in a blinding flash of light
And shouted at the Devil “Get thee hence to endless night”
But the Devil just grinned and said I may have sinned but there’s no need to push me around
I got him first so you can do your worst
He’s going underground!
But I think I’ll give you one more chance, said the Devil with a smile
So throw away that stupid lance, it’s really not your style
Joker is the name, Poker is the game, we’ll play right here on this bed
And then we’ll bet for the biggest stakes yet ...
The souls of the dead!
And I said look out, Lord, he’s gonna win, the sun is down and the night is riding in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line
Oh Lord, he’s gonna win
Well the railwayman he cut the cards, and dealt them each a hand of five
As for the Lord, he was praying hard for that train he’d have to drive
Well the Devil he had three Aces and a King, and the Lord, he was running for a straight
He had the Queen and the Knave and the Nine and Ten of Spades ...
All he needed was the eight!
And then the Lord he called for one more card, but he drew the Diamond Eight
And the Devil said to the Son of God, I believe you’ve got it straight?
So deal me one, for the time has come to see who’ll be the king of this place
But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak, he slipped another Ace ...
Ten thousand souls was the opening bid, it soon went up to fifty nine
But the Lord didn’t see what the Devil did, and he said, that suits me fine
I’ll raise you high to a hundred and five and forever put an end to your sins
But the Devil let out a mighty shout ...
My hand wins!
And I said Lord, oh Lord, you let him win
The sun is down and the night is riding in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line
Oh Lord, don’t let him win
Well that Spanish train still runs between Quadalquivir and old Seville
And at dead of night the whistle blows and people fear she’s running still
And far away in some recess, the Lord and the Devil are now playing chess
The Devil still cheats and wins more souls and as for the Lord, well, he’s just doing his best
And I said Lord, oh Lord, you’ve got to win, the Sun is down and the night is riding in
That train is still on time, oh my soul is on the line
Oh Lord, you’ve got to win
