A rather large Scotsman enters the bAAR, carrying a pith helmet under his arm for some reason. He plants himself on a bar stool and motions to the barman.
"Pint of lager please mate, and a packet of salt and vinegar."
As his drink is poured from the tap he turns and addresses no-one in particular.
I'm looking to wrap up my Suenik AAR soon so I'm probably going to start up yet another one. Does anyone have any ideas for what I should write next? Any and all suggestions would be gratefully received!"
He turns to pay the barman and takes a sip of his beer.
"Man, that's a not bad pint!"