Some Guinness was spilled on the barroom floor
when the pub was shut for the night.
Out of his hole crept a wee brown mouse
and stood in the pale moonlight.
He lapped up the frothy brew from the floor,
then back on his haunches he sat.
And all night long you could hear him roar,
'Bring on the goddam cat!'
De Tita a 6 de Abril de 2007 às 15:03
and why is that? because when we drink we feel unbreakable..
tenho saudades de beber uns copos ctg maninho. Ja chegaste? Ainda falta muito? Are we there yet?? :)
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