The Sahwah

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Ey up, something the matter?

Inquired the Bear-Man as he watched me pace back and forth along his many shelves of beer with a mild frown on my face.

Aye, nothing's grabbing me. I'm in the mood for something a little... Different...?

The words tripped off my tongue before I could think and I froze in horror.

What had I done!? I had practically invited theBear-Man to have at me with his gnarled penis by saying such a thing.

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True enough, he raised himself from behind the counter and ambled toward me, a moist looking grin on his terrible bearded visage.

You fancy something different, eh? Summat wild? Summat... You've never 'ad before?

He shook himself then, like a dog fresh out of water and flexed his big ham-like fists open and closed.

I flinched, normally I would have dropped into an attack stance with the thought of launching seventeen crazy fists at him but how could I do that when I had practically invited him to Tea in Chorley Manor?

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Um, well, maybe not actually...

I smiled the way you do at thrushy old ladies who tell you they keep all their money under the mattress at home.

How about something sahwah?

The Bear-Man grinned expectantly.

Sah... sah... S...? Erm what?

I asked, narrowing my right eye questioningly at him as if I was looking through a beef telescope at the moon.

Sahwah? You know, Sahwah?

He grunted, nodding at the same time as if that would snap my brain into understanding him.

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I stared at his face really hard as if the clue to what he meant was hidden in his beard.

Nope. Nothing.

I give up. What the fuck is a sahwah?

The Bear-Man looked affronted.

Ah fook off. You've 'ad a SahWah before, I know you have!?

I stuck my lower lip out and thought hard.

Nope. Still nothing.

Is it a kind of fish?

I asked uncertainly.

The Bear-Man pulled a can out from somewhere and brandished it at me as if it were a burning torch and he were in a cave full of bats.

I read the label and flinched at the bizarreness of the flavours.

Oh! Oh! You mean SOUR!! SOW-UR. Sour!

I said.

Aye, that's what ah said... Sahwah.

Sour. Aye go on then. Give us it.

And he did.

The Sahwah | Ecency