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Three measures of Gordon’s; one of vodka; half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it over ice, and add a thin slice of lemon peel. Jackanackanory.
The ancient Bond is sent to a health clinic to get himself back into shape, where he discovers trouble a-brewin’
“I have a very low threshold of death. My doctor says I can’t have bullets enter my body at any time.”
“The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.”
This time, it’s personal. Like last time, and some of the other times, but a bit more so.
In this week’s episode of “Women Drivers,” Kara almost drives a plane into a big rock while Bond is in the back, heroically deactivating a bomb he armed in the first place
I was quite ready to say goodbye to Roger Moore, but I would not be allowed to do so before being subjected to another pointless skiing scene.
Colm Currie 