I've always wanted to spend an evening (or thirty) at the Korova Milk Bar. Sipping ice cold milk (1% or fat-free, of course) laced with a variety of mood altering substances and cavorting with my droogs. Too bad the bar's only a figment of Anthony Burgess' (brilliant writer) imagination. Not that I'm advocating drug dabbling. Most certainly not. I'm advocating fat-free milk!
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