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Night On the Town (Haiku) by razorgrin

Wheat Beer gon with summer. Now, dark Harvest Ale. Beer that eats like a meal. Watch Foosball, sip drinks Both grinning like Cheshire Cats whisper conspiracies. Limonade and I share White Russian, two straws like 50's malt shop kids.

?-Dave_Mysterious-? 17-Oct-03/5:36 PM
Once I went on a night out with the lads. We got so drunk that we stole a traffic cone. Can you believe it? Boy, that was a crazy night, I can tell you. Never again... ;-)




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