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Twas the night of the party and all through the town.
no cops were astirrin, no pigs were around.
The joints were all rolled, piled high into stacks,
In hopes that by midnight we would be stoned to the max!
We drank Seagrams Seven and smoked Panama reds,
While visions of munchies danced in our heads.
When all of a sudden, came a knock at the door,
We all yelled Pigs ! and hit the floor.
Then what to my red glazed eyes should appear, but
a pound of Columbian and two kegs of beer.
The man at the door gave us all a smile,
So we invited him in to party for awhile.
He sat in the cornor and started to roll,
So we filled his glass and lit up a bowl.
We heard him exclaim as he flew into the sky,
Merry Christmas to all and to all a great high...
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Posted by Wayne on 2007-12-10 03:49:57 | Rating: | Views: 142
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Are we talking about that wonderful man, Aginsta Laus? (slap knee here)
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Posted by Pauligan
on 2007-12-10 05:23:36
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you need to do one of these to the tune of rudolf the red nosed reindeer
go on, you know you want to
hugs x
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Posted by missmarie
on 2007-12-10 06:19:21
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Damn Paul that would have been a great title..Aginsta Laus...
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Posted by Wayne
on 2007-12-10 06:57:32
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Reminds me of a particular night in Prudhoe Bay...
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Posted by wlamebull
on 2007-12-10 13:32:05
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Ha ha...Love it...xo
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Posted by olp76
on 2007-12-11 06:30:37
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Did you bring any Cheetos?
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Posted by DifficultSoul
on 2007-12-11 17:19:02
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