Sly Fox

by Bob 'Dex' Armstrong

When you refer to Sly Fox, do you mean that fine bordeaux wine… That remarkable vintage… The rage of the 1959 Paris Wine Exhibition? Or are you referring to that nasty stuff in a green glass bottle with a grey fox on a purple label… That stuff that looked like it was fermented in a bilge strainer, had all the sophistication of 'Johnson's No-Roach', and when dribbled all over a set of whites, made you look like the Shroud of Turin with legs.

If anyone asks you about the most terrible thing devised during the Cold War, take Sly Fox for 500.