December 7, 2003
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O holy night!
The drinks are portly pouring
It is the night of Dick's holiday mirth!
Long lay the world so sad and sober whining
Till he did pour and the cup felt its worth.
A thrill of dope his weary friends rejoicing
For yonder breaks a new fifth of gin!
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the drinker's choices
Oh night divine
Oh night when Dick was torn
Oh night divine
Oh night divine
Led by the light the Bentleys arrived a beaming
With blood-shot eyes came D, Brad and Toots
So led by plight the Greeks abundantly scheming
Here come the unwitting folks from methadone land
The Music Man lay thus in drunken stuper
With J and B, Shay did spark dear Joy's rant
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the drunkard's voices
Oh night divine
Oh night when Dick was torn
Oh night divine
Oh night divine
Comments (4)
Fallen on my knees at a party or two myself, but I won't discuss that here...
So tell us, aside from host duties, what other torn activities did Dick rejoice in?
I've got a word..........BOOZE!
Merry Christmas
MobyDick
What's the story... morning glory.
And a beautiful ditty it is.
Feliz Navidad.
How are ya doin'?
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