I went to the pub last night and whilst putting the world to rights over a Guinness or five, a very valid point was made regarding Hannibal.
What the hell was he drinking when he came up with idea of taking elephants over The Alps to invade Rome?
"Right lads, we're off to invade Rome. One problem...its The Alps...they're big, snowy, cold and slippery. I'm sure you'll agree, they're pretty much nothing like the jungle or scrubland typical of Southern Asia or the African sub-continent".
"Yes boss".
"So we'll get some elephants..."
And with that one, I left the pub, got a curry, went home and fell asleep on the couch watching Battlestar Galactica...and drooled quite heavily on my shirt.
