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If you plan on drinking to celebrate the arrival of the New Year:

Things That Are Difficult To Say When You're Drunk:
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Indubitably
Innovative
Preliminary
Proliferation
Cinnamon

Things That Are Very Difficult To Say When You're Drunk:
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Specificity
British Constitution
Passive-aggressive disorder
Loquacious Transubstantiate

Things That Are Downright Impossible To Say When You're Drunk:
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Thanks, but I don't want to have sex.
Nope, no more booze for me.
Sorry, but you're not really my type.
Good evening officer, isn't it lovely out tonight.
Oh, I just couldn't. No one wants to hear me sing.


214 posted on 12/31/2002 5:02:30 PM PST by Flyer
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To: Flyer; louie
LOLOL oops, they ARE difficult to say ;)
217 posted on 12/31/2002 5:06:01 PM PST by Libertina
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Auld Lang Syne
(The Song That Nobody Knows)
Robert Burns
Scottish Poet (1759-1796)

Robert Burns sent a copy of the original song to the British Museum with this comment: "The following song, an old song, of the olden times, and which has never been in print, nor even in manuscript until I took it down from an old man's singing , is enough to recommend any air." (Gavin Grieg: "Last Leaves of Traditional Ballads")

Everybody has heard and maybe even sung this famous song, but what the heck does it mean? Here's the answer.

 

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Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!

Chorus -
For auld land syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And surely ye'll be your pint stowp!
And surely I'll be mine!
And we'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

Chorus-
For auld land syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine;
But we've wander'd mony a weary fit
Sin' auld lang syne.

Chorus-
For auld land syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidl'd in the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us briad hae roar'd
Sin' auld lang syne.

Chorus-
For auld land syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And there's a hand, my trusty fere!
And gie's a hand o' thine!
And we'll tak' a right gude-willie waught,
For auld lang syne.

Chorus-
For auld land syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.


224 posted on 12/31/2002 5:11:14 PM PST by Flyer
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To: Flyer
Thanks for the laughs, Flyer..:)))
244 posted on 12/31/2002 5:45:47 PM PST by LadyX
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