This was the title of a good book by Bret Easton Ellis first
published in 1987…..
…..and made into a bad film in 2002
Now attraction can mean different things to different folks
Take, for instance, the revellers that congregated at the
G-casa last weekend…..
The men folk never moved far from the barrel of Goody’s
real ale (called ‘Goodness gracious me’, 4.8% abv)
They were attracted like moths to a flame, unwittingly
never letting said barrel out of their sight
The women folk congregated with each other probably hoping that
the amber nectar would be somniferous enough to render the
imbibers capable only of stacking up ZZZZZZZZZZZZZs
A mere 48 hours later and Giulietta and the G-man were whooshing
down the autobahn to Wurzburg where the G-meister encountered
the wrong kind of attention…..
After 500 miles of driving dinner was the order of the day and the
G-man hove over into the brauerei-gasthof ‘Alter…
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