A Man Walked into a Bar.

Today l was forced along to a meeting of the Parish Whisky Club.  We assembled at the Lynnfield Hotel for a fine lunch.  On arrival we noted the Library fire wasn't lit so staff were dispatched to rub two BBs together.  Post prandial, the Club Treasurer fired a pistol and we headed to the bar and consulted the whisky list.  

Several times.

The kitty took a bit of a pounding.

Michael Shrieve is 75.  Was his gig at Tanglewood his definitive performance?  Perhaps we'll never know.