Taking more than one line in the irish drinking song is a scumtell.
Fuzzy navel, fuzzy navel! (I’ve…always wanted to say that.)
I’m a bad, bad kitty. With a love of Irish drinking songs.
I don’t really like many Irish beers nor do I know any Irish drinking songs. But I wanted to make my continued presence felt, so here I am.
pretends to sing along
Just a reminder folks, Night is ending ahead of schedule. I haven’t heard from everyone who can act, so please PM me if you haven’t already.
If you choose to do nothing, that’s fine - let me know!
[Bob Seger] Workin on the NIGHT MOVES! [/bs]
Sorry. Drunken karaoke moments happen. Hiccup!
NETA: …and the above karaoke is not intended to imply that I am working on these night moves myself, only that some folks clearly are.
Um, yes. This has been a public service announcement from your friend bufftabby. The more you, uh, something, the more you, uh, grow, or something.
Well as long as we’re drinking and singing, and all of you are luckily out of hearing range:
Godiva was a lady who thru Coventry did ride,
She showed the local populus her beautiful white hide,
The most observant one that day was an Engineer of course,
The only one who noticed that Godiva rode a horse!
Hasn’t it been, like, 100 days since Night started? 
And we’re only supposed to have thirty days of night.
I thought it was 40?
Two different movies.
Sorry guys, I do my drinking during the day 
So…are we all still here?
We must be, because we’re not all there.
I was thinking of Moses in the desert, but care to enlighten me? 
well we’ll all still be here at dawn. It’s just that some of us may not be moving much… or breathing.
Seriously, Santo, as I read your last post, somebody at work was dancing around singing “let my people go!” Yes, we have some fun here.
I feel alive.
I feel happy! I feel happy! I… thunk 