In Plymouth
an agitated oriental fellow ran up to me and gibbered:

'Do you know way to Sexy Bang-Bang Land?'

'Eh?' I responded. 'Where?!'

'Sexy Bang-Bang Land! Sexy Bang-Bang Land!'

'Sorry, there's no such place, not in Plymouth, anyway.'

He was so het up he was hopping from foot to foot. 'Where Sexy Bang-Bang Land? Sexy Bang-Bang Land!'

I thought and thought but there wasn't even anywhere that even sounded a bit like Sexy Bang-Bang Land. In the end I sent him in the direction of Union Street.

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(Dr Skagra glorious glargzhem, Sat 11 Jul 2015, 11:02, 4 replies)

Apart from the sexy part you sent him in the right direction then

( Peej, Sat 11 Jul 2015, 11:05, closed)

I came here
to post exactly the same thing
( A Rory Borealis here under duress, Sun 12 Jul 2015, 1:13, closed)

Sadly, I think you sent him the wrong way
I think he must've meant the red light district of Millbay. There's a street there notorious for having the ladies of negotiable affection...
(Carlosfandango, Sun 12 Jul 2015, 15:58, closed)

Not the wrong way - Stonehouse Street / East Street is one street back from Union Street
Friends and I used to drive along late at night, prior to this we'd all have to guess how many there would be and the correct / closest guess would get to light the pre-made spliff.

Plus the "bonus ball" at the end was a haggard old lady even worse than the usual Plymouth pickings - but I guess she was cheap
( A Rory Borealis here under duress, Mon 13 Jul 2015, 17:05, closed)