From Samarkand to Santa Ana, when men of action and men of sense get together, their talk always turns to Danny Lavery: “Lavery sees it all. Lavery cuts through the treacle. Lavery delivers. Whereof he knows not, he is silent, but the whereof he knows not could only fill a thimble.” Then they hoist their tankards and pound their feet and make such a general clamor, “Tell us another one, if you please! What else ya got back there?” that I receive no peace until I unleash another Lavery original. See to it that Lavery is written on the label, and accept no substitutes.
Sweetened condensed milk + saltines + tropical fruit is something that I really didn’t need to have brought to my attention. Thank you.
Thank you Mr Lavery, this has solved a long standing dispute in my household.