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Well then, bring that hunk Troy over here with some bordeaux.

Whoever's serving, I'll take it. Even the thought of shopping makes me need a drink.

Not a shopper, ferroboy?

What a lonely place this weekend! Hopefully, the gang will be back in a day or so with some great stories, some of which they may actually be able to tell in public.

I tend to enjoy drinking in less crowded places so I thought I'd drop by ... and look, an open seat! I'll just have me some lager and enjoy the relative silence ...

I went to a birthday party, it was fun.

You may ask, "Why is she telling us this?"

Because I want to.

No, not at all. Shopping for me is an in and out deal.

Like you, I was just at a birthday party. Got back maybe a half hour or so ago. A few shots of whiskey and several beers made me retire early, especially after I lost all my money in poker.

My birthday party was for a seven year old, they had a cheeseball.

I'll have a drink and then it's off to bed!

I have to work tomorrow...

It's lumberjack shirt day at SHAKES.

Lumberjack shirt day?

. o O ( Crud, I hope nobody will notice I'm in my Al Borland Casuals collection. )

So, uh, who's up for a log roll, eh?

That's ok, we have a supply of lumberjack shirts for loan. Just slip it on, and voila - you're Paul Bunyan.

I dunno, I'll have to drink quite a lot before I start seeing blue oxen anywhere.

...and trust me, the powers of satire should never be used while that inebriated.

Lad Boy's powers are greatly enhanced by inebriation.

Here's the look you're going for.

I've gone for that look before.

Let's all sing-along,


I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay
I sleep all night and I work all day
He's a lumberjack and he's okay
He sleeps all night and he works all day

I cut down trees, I eat my lunch
I go to the lavat'ry
On Wednesdays I go shopping
And have buttered scones for tea
He cuts down trees...
He's a lumberjack...

I cut down trees, I skip and jump
I love to press wild flow'rs
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars
He cuts down trees...
He's a lumberjack...

I cut down trees, I wear high heels
Suspendies and a bra
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like my dear papa
He cuts down trees...
He's a lumberjack...

aaam a lubberzhack and aaam ok
aah schleep all night and

*he turns bravely to face the large bar employee beckoning him to the exit, stumbles into the alley for immediate relief, and crawls back out to the street to hail a cab wherein the cabdriver, astonished by his talent, hears*

aah work all day
heethe a lubberzhack and heethe ok...

It's almost always lumberjack shirt day for me!

Do I get something special? Like half off?

Only if you take half your shirt off, so we can see that "skinny little bitch." (fn)


(fn) Lash's term, not mine.

For some reason, I always picture that one French lumberjack from the WB cartoons. The one who got into the dam-building fight with Bugs Bunny, and tried to blow up Hoover Dam.

And he spoke with a French-Canadian accent.

The ol' homestead hasn't changed a bit, I see.

Time to play catch up.

Did you guys finish the beer, OM?

Yep.

Wait, you finished a beer? Doesn't that just mean you need another?