Eleven canes a-striping
Ten hours of sweeping
Nine slaps a-glancing
Eight dreams of milking
Seven hours of rimming
Six quirts a-flaying
Five spiked rings!
Four angry words
Three gay friends
Two rubber gloves
But…no glimpse of that little golden key!
HAPPY NEW YEAR, ONE AND ALL!
"Do you expect me to talk?"
"Why, no, Mr. Bond. I expect you to die."
Loving the Anne one at the end. It's makes for a great New Year's surprise.
It certainly did! One day I'll tell the story of how I managed to escape. I won't go into details now, but let's just say that Kevin and I came to an oral agreement.
Always very disappointing in Bond movies, how he manages to avoid being tortured. Fu Manchu moves were much better in that regard, but still – why do the good guys always have to win?