The gormandizing powers of this worthy were, at first, matters of surprise and merriment to the travellers; but they soon became too serious for a joke, threatening devastation to the
fleshpots; and he was regarded askance, at his meals, as a regular kill-crop, destined to waste the substance of the party.
The frizzle-headed man-eaters were loath to leave their
fleshpots so long as the harvest of human carcases was plentiful.
One had heard of the love of the Jews for the '
fleshpots of Egypt' (when Moses got them to migrate, and go into the Sinai Desert), but it seems that Indians love the
fleshpots of Thailand.
Of course as a small Town team lacking the large city
fleshpots we are never going to attract the money grabbing, over-priced, media-loving players masquerading as stars that we see insulting common decency in the Premiership.
They don't need a man who has turned it in and is now more famous for propping up bars in swanky Cheshire
fleshpots.
I scarcely have words to describe what my friend and I gawped at as they passed us by - mounds of gaping flab rolling off to the
fleshpots, flimsy nurses' and animal costumes contrasting with the delicate floral prettiness of the Atkinson crockery that was delivering us a really special afternoon tea.
The Stranglers song will no doubt prove popular in the
fleshpots of Cheltenham and so will I as I intend to unload some lager tokens on the leeches on the rails.
"An 'opera' whose musical foundations seemed entirely borne of the
fleshpots and gin palaces, specifically an opera where arias -- instead of being arthouse confections -- were a festering muck-heap of scabrous little ditties belonging to everyone and no-one.
So Wu follows the Chinese community through the city, north to The Bronx and its restaurants, gambling and sex dens, and south to Chinatown and its own
fleshpots and gaming spots.
Caption: Lockhart Road in Hong Kong hosts scores of
fleshpots where women tout their services to passing businessmen and tourists.
A movie-within-a-movie, with the professionals in the know, others taking Jimmy and Alec seriously and offering serious money for "Last Tango in Baghdad." It is also a tribute to the Cannes film festival, which has launched countless hits and which I used to regularly attend when I was a very horny young man making my way around the Riviera
fleshpots armed only with a Jaguar convertible, a tennis racket, and absolutely not a penny in my pocket.
Maybe the shock winners, knowing a prolonged run at Wimbledon is implausible (especially if English), celebrate just a little too hard that night in the
fleshpots of Wimbledon Village.