Dave & Vinny: Grand Master Phlegm

Longcroft Estate, Rampant Horse Pub.

“Remember the Grand Master, Dave?”

“Before my time here Vin but I’ve heard of his exploits.”

“He used to chew that horrible tobacco and spit it into a pint pot next to him. One day he swatted a fly from the air with phlegm.”

“A true zen master!”

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