Here's the phrase for the day, taken from "Prisoners of the Japanese" by Gavan Daws:
"Mukden was crawling with drunk Russians"
Croist aloive, maitey, can you imagine ANYTHING crawling with drunk Russians? I'd rather be chopping carrots all day for the rest of my days than be cooped up with crawling drunk Russians.
Yes indeedy.
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