On Jun 20, 9:31*pm, Grimly Curmudgeon
wrote:
We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember Lobster
saying something like:

All right for some... I got a pair of Union Jack boxer shorts, size XL
(and I'm size M or maybe L)
:-(

"You'll grow into them."

Jacket potato with tuna mayonnaise. Just the job after footie