An homage to Monday
With apologies to William Wordsworth, that phlegmatic drunken sot, here's my Monday morning back to work little ditty. Let's join hands and sing it together, shall we ? (To the tune of "I've got a loverly bunch of coconuts.")
Another week to work I shlep,Another week of body prep.
Fix and primp the ones who've died,
While breathing in formaldehyde.
I put them in their coffin clothes,
While vaseline's stuck up my nose.
Their lips are sewn up tight you see,
Which means they cannot talk to me.
I like that part the most, it's true,
No nagging, whining, "hey screw you!"
There are some times it's not much fun,
And that's when Nigel's demons come.
But when I get depressed I think,
Fuck it all, let's have a drink.
posted by Nigel St.John Regina Smegmatica Howle-Raines @ 7:50 AM
10 Comments:
I am so jealous of you.
Why? Because of my obvious Walt Whitman poetic talent? It can't be my good looks....
**raising a glass and lighting a lighter**
Here! HERE!!! :)
Nicely spoken...
Cheers ¦:¬þ
(Word Verification: dikcke)
Let's open the whiskey
although it is risky
I am so damned thirsty
I'll never go home.
Well done, Nigel. I'll telepathically toast you at approximately 5 pm.
Chalice, twit, la sirena--I will have a drink for all of you later this evening....Romana Sambuca, nectar of the gods. 3 large shots. And 1 for Molly, too. If you don't love black licorice, you kin fuggeddabboutit.....
Do you drink it outta the snifter with a coffee bean?
I smell dead people...
"xktydi"
B-@
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La Sirena: nope, no beans. Beans are for luck and I don't believe in luck. So, I just drink it straight.
Doc: good to hear from ya!!
I used to get visited by my demons, now I take them out on the piss and they leave me alone until their hangover has worn off.
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