Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management
Ugh, I had had something typed but something ate it. So here instead is a quick summation.
I'll have a Full English, RevdKathy
serves me then hits me in the face when she chucks the frying pan at me as she rushes out the door to work, telling me it's my turn to serve.
Sod it though, everyone knows where the bar is. I'm going to sit here entertaining myself.
You sit around here and you spin your little webs and you think the whole world revolves around you and your money. Well, it doesn't, Mr. Potter. In the whole vast configuration of things, I'd say you were nothing but a scurvy little spider!