What is my wildest fantasy?

Well, you did ask. Or at least the Loose Bloggers Consortium did ask.

As Eamon de Valera said in reponse to Winston Churchill’s 1945 speech about the possibility of having had to come to close quarters with Mr de Valera or perish forever from the earth:

 I know the kind of answer that I am expected to make… I know the kind of answer I would have made a quarter of a century ago.

Something along the lines of the triple breasted whore of Eroticon Six, a slab of red Leb and nutty chocolate brownies doused in Baileys

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