Mar 15, 2007 15:15
Absinthe
absinthe ate my brain,
absinthe ate my bairn,
abisnthe et ma barn
ab sne t a br in
my brain, my poor, poor brain
feels like it's full of cheese
and a family of mice
with sharp teeth
and many many furry friends
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We had some bottles of wine.
Then there was absinthe.
Our tutor made us play drinking games.
We finished the wine.
Then we went to the pub.
Where there was beer.
And more absinthe.
And more beer.
And whiskey.
And suddenly, no more absinthe...
I think parts of my brain actually died. Did I mention I didn't eat anything at all...
Stoopid monkey.
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