Grimly Curmudgeon wrote:
We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember David Hansen
saying something like:

When the truck arrives...
Lorries arrive separately for the various containers.

Do
They
****
They do in Dave's idealised world.

In the real world, we don't even have different containers for the
glass..yes we have a white, green and a brown one, but they all say
'mixed glass'