Jack Vettriano Mad Dogs

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Hibiscus shrugged. 'I don't care,' he said. 'But you owe me a dollar for the beer and twenty‑five dollars for the broken furniture–'
Cliff shut the door.
'I could negotiate with him,' said Glod.
'No, we can't afford it,' said Buddy.
They looked at one another.
'Well, the crowd loved us,' said Buddy. 'I think we were a big success. Er.'
In the silence Cliff bit the end off a beer bottle and poured the
'What we all .'
'"Good Gracious Miss Polly"?' said Glod.
'Er...'
'"Sto Helit Lace"?' said Cliff.
'Gook?'
'It's a kind of very fine lace they make iii the city of Sto Helit,' said Glod.
Glod gave Buddy a lopsided look.want to know is,' said Glod, 'what you thought you were doing out there?''Gook.''And how come,' said Cliff, crunching up the rest of the bottle, 'we all knew what to play?''Gook.''And also,' said Glod, 'what you were singing.''Er...'"Don't Tread On My New Blue Boots"?' said Cliff. 'Gook