Poor U S Grant, the man with the first name that nobody ever wants to spell spent most of his war fighting off alcoholism and most of his two terms as President fighting off all comers as scandal and corruption ruined his government. Not only that but he also sold the Native Americans down the river! Nice one Super G!
So, when two of the brightest political minds of the 19th century roll into town you do what all good American statesmen do: take them to the nearest strip joint and get drunk.
Yes, the yanks have all the class.
Ah, those cads! Will they never learn their lesson! People who patently do not like each other should not volunteer to go get munchies for mates at 3am!!! Especially when your musical interests are as emo as Gladstone’s!
Yes, I was pretty bored but I got reading Hark, a vagrant by Kate Beaton which showcases the finest in historical tomfoolery and it inspired me to make my own (admittedly crap) tribute. Heres to you, Kate Beaton of the Maritime- I mean PIER 21 museum!!!
It was the Pier 21 museum? Right?
