Bevin’s Laziness Is Beshear’s Opportunity

Go easy on me, mate — I’m feeling a trifle groggy.

Either you did some actual work, and you’re so unused to it you’re in deep shock, or you got Brahms and Liszt. The chances of the former are close to zero, so I’ll put my well-earnt on the latter. 

Fair dibs. Yes, I got pissed. I went to a beer festival with a couple of Aussies, and the rest is a blur. Hence me feeling a trifle tender and not particularly interested in our usual combat.

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