Wow, Clarkson is a stop on the train just before Toronto's main stop, and having taken the train hundreds of times to Toronto I get confobulated. Very much so.

The best deal in town, take the 1st class train to Toronto. The drinks are included, one after you get going in your luxury leather seat, usually they overpoured it to a double. One before the meal, same size. Two glasses of wine with your meal. An after dinner drink, port or Drambuie or Grand Mariner in a snifter. It looks like a triple. I get off the train and the wife says, you are pretty glassy looking there. "Sssokey dokey hows aboot a wee kith wassie?"
Her: 'yer drunk!'
Me: 'it's okey dokey hows about..."

Ha, no more, I had a beer yesterday. A whole pint. 8/10's of it was left on the table. Can't drink wine at all, dries out my mouth. No more hard liquor, can't do it. I can still smile though.

John Conley
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