I'm still trying to get my head around the idea of a place without Martini olives.
I keep thinking of I Am Legend, or Mad Max, or maybe Resident Evil.
"I woke up in a land where the rules no longer applied. A desolate landscape, burnt by the fire of the apocalypse. Wild men roamed, out of control. Dry winds, and a scorching Sun, and no olives for the Martinis. That was the worst of it. No olives."
Heey, hang on ... how are you supposed to make a Dirty Martini ???
OMG, it sounds worse and worse all the time.