[big'ol_freeper]

The Beer Prayer...

Our Lager, Which Art In Barrels,
Hallowed Be Thy Drink,
Thy Will Be Drunk, I Will Be Drunk,
At Home As I Am In The Tavern.
Give Us This Day, Our Foamy Head,
And Forgive Us Our Spillages,
As We Forgive Those, Who Spill Against Us,
And Lead Us Not To Incarceration,
But Deliver Us From Hangovers,
For Thine Is The Beer,
The Bitter And The Lager,
Forever And Ever,
Barmen.

[Bender2]

Gadzooks, big! This has not been my day!

My sinus is at Defcon 9... My nose has a flow akin to the Amazon during the rainy season!

There is this basketball inside my head... pumped up to about 75 pounds per square inch!

And my eyes are itching... and jumping out of their sockets!

Even trips to the batroom... offer no respite!

How could I ever... try to root for them dead gum Iggles even while trying to imagine them as my Cowboys in my mind?

Guess my only alternative... is to get knee-knocking drunk, make love to every fembot in sight and suffer the insufferable!

It is the least... I can do until the 2009 Training camp starts.

Now, how do you want... your burger cooked?

Before I take my my nap... or after?