Originally Posted by
Organ Morgan.
I'll be off soon to visit the barber and then proceed to get sloshed at two of my favourite drinking dens.
Both have beer gardens. It's where I linger. I wait for the unwary to come within doom-mongering range. I don't care how happy/relaxed/content they are initially because I almost always ensure their mood soon becomes gloomy before depression sets in.
I shall return tomorrow to submit messages, none of which will be happy-clappy.