(with apologies to Frank Loesser, the composer of ‘Guys and Dolls’)
Scene: Cyberspace. With four-part harmony and feeling, a motley crew of Pseuds sing the following:
"GU's the best known in the land, but our friends keep on getting banned.
And they’ve now got a Com Mod in town, who’s even got Guitougoal down.
There's a 606 thing at the BBC, but the quality of the company’s in doubt,
And things being how they are, the site from the police station is out.
So the GU sports blog was the one, but even Nesta thinks it’s no longer any fun…
”Why, it's good old reliable Ebren, Ebren, Ebren, Ebren’s our man,
If you're looking for blogging, he'll give you a spot,
Even when the heat is on, it's never too hot.
But for good old reliable Ebren, oh there’s no need for you to fret,
He’s got the finest established permanent floating taproom on the net.
There are sports-mad bloggers everywhere, everywhere,
There are brilliant bloggers everywhere,
And a hit of pakalolo for the fellow who can get us there.
If he only had a GU of his own, he could be a millionaire.
”Oh the good old reliable Ebren, Ebren, Ebren, Ebren’s our man,
If your offtopic postings you want to increase,
He’ll let you just ramble on in quiet and peace,
In a hideout provided by Ebren, for the international set
It's the finest established permanent floating taproom on the net.
Where's the action? Where's the blog?
Gotta have the blog in the name of dog.
It's the finest established permanent floating taproom on the net.”
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I knew about greengrass, but I had no idea Ebren's Swedish was that good. Nice haircut too.
Is there a breakfast special at this time of day, for a jetlagged traveller with a motherf... headache?
Has Guitou left hospital yet or do we have to mount another rescue operation to prise him free of Ms Ratchett's clutches?
whoops - I got an apostrophe out of place there. Hope byebye isn't reading!
We're not rescuing Guitou again, we had to pay a fortune last night, not to mention the hush-money for Rimbaud.
Researching for tonight's cocktail, I was shocked, shocked! at the obscene and depraved names of some.
So in tribute to your homeland, Offside, tonight we have the simple and beautiful
Mimosa
1 part orange juice
4 parts champagne
(why it isn't a Buck's Fizz I don't know, someone will explain)
Oh, and if you're hungry there's some rat in the fridge. And cold sausages.
Dead rats and cold sausages? Jaysus, thanks a lot, Zeph. Was it something I said or something I did? My memory's not too clear on last night's events.
And champagne and orange juice on an empty stomach? Great start.
Awwww, sorry Offy, here, have this freshly made croque monsieur to keep you going (but not croaked).
Croak-Monsieur? Is there any frog in there? Yum, Zeph, you sure know how to talk to a frenchman. Got any garlic?
Yeah, it's in the cupboard next to the HP sauce and Heinz ketchup.
I'm trying to put together a poets' menu, Offside, any suggestions?
Poets' menu sounds interesting. And contrary to popular belief, not all of them enjoyed strictly liquid lunches. Can you expand on the concept a bit? Are you looking for suggestions like:
Salade "Dormeur du val" au cresson bleu
Rimbaud, again.
Ah, tres bien. Can't think of any good quotes though, I'm not being very clever this evening, trying to do too many things at once.
OK, for the main course how about:
Lamb Dylan Thomas (Welsh lamb, well stewed)
Behan pie (steak and kidney steeped in Guinness)
Dessert: Shelley trifle
Yeats' Angus Trout Fillet (on a bed of silver and golden apples)
Lovely, I'll have some of that!
Yes, it beats dead rats and cold sausages, doesn't it?
How to offend a Frenchman, offer him bad food! :)
Offy, I've got to go, I'm not concentrating here - look after the bar for me.
See you later
Sure, no worries, I'll mind the place, but it feels like a quiet night. Has the game gone into overtime?
what game? I thought the best game in the taproom was where's the hamster.
Mines gone, the cage is empty. No little feet treading that wheel no more in this hous.
sorry - missed an e. wonder what happened there, eh?
For Zeph,
poet menu:sole a la dieppoise
a la Luis Borges
2 cups mussels
2 fillets of sole
4 oz. button mushrooms
4 tablespoons butter
half a lemon
1/2 cup white wine
1tablespoon flour
salt and fresly ground black pepper,
.........and please don't forget to call me for diner.
Zeph: if you're offering up the Dylan Thomas, then you're not just opening up the floodgates to the Welsh - that'll be me then! But I have a feeling that Greengrass is not unfamiliar with the bard.
And given GG's musical heritage, he might even stick some cash in the juke box for Trashmuseum.
offside ,
the game went to overtime, epagnol with 10 players came back from behind 2-2-guess what! seville won with the penalty kicks- another barcelona nightmare
-penalty kicks, I should write a piece about this as a disgrace to the game..if you or Mimi could do the editing like last time?
mimi-sole a la luis borges?
Hey everybody! I'm glad you are still, well, drinking...
The coach of my soccer team decided w/o consulting us and chose Argentina away kits and named us Boca Jrs. I told him I preferred to be known as River Plate because Mario Kempes was so hot, and our shorts are so, so short to match... but Jose (from Guadalejara) didn't know what I was talking about. "Uuuuuh..."
Mimi, Marcela, do you ever feel lonely being female and a fan? I feel like you both have the advantage of being based in footie-mad nations, though.
Oh well.
Count me in for a shirt- Men's Small please.
Mimi, I've had a few "scholarly" brushes with the Welsh bard meself. I even did a pilgrimage to that western land of yours (and his) where I was very well treated. To celebrate that (and his) memory, I'll mix, especially for you, a cocktail that I hereby christen "the Llaregub".
But I won't tell you what's in it.
Guitou and Lulu, would you like some?
Llareggub with a double g, of course, like gg, otherwise I doesn't quite work.
Greetings from Typoland
Offy: you're a sly dog you. Who'd have thought that the lithe lean Frenchman would have known that Under Milkwood ref?
Coo-eye!!
Mimi, I don't mind if you attempt to paint a portrait of me as a young (sly) dog. In fact, I am honoured. Woof!
honolulu,
could you please tell jose from guadalaja, chivas sucks! no don't..but 2 weeks ago I took my daughter to a galaxy-chivas that was not too exciting...I wonder when we'll have some good football here.
will do, guitou. where are you going to watch the FA cup... or are you?
Sure, I'll have one, thanks offside.
Best not to talk aboout dogs in jose's presence, surely?
Where's guitou - he promised me a drink, and a cuppa tea probably wasn't his idea of an evening with Mimi!
mimi , a cup of tea? I have a better idea, what about a greyhound:
2 oz. vodka
5 oz. fresh grapefruit juice
Mohamed Ali recommended the grapefruit, and Thompson added the liquor....
another one offside?
honolulu,
L.A, the melting pot, the smog, the coliseum.....the fires. the earthquakes...haven on earth.
lulu..where else could I have seen the galaxy?
the FA cup, guitou! I know where Galaxy play!!! I go to Hawaii, and by the time I get back my public house has sold out of the FA Cup "tickets" (and as a known Gooner I am at the top of the bottom of the list- it is a ManUre bar so those suppoters get first dibs) so I'm going to have to find another place to see it or I'll just get it on PPV.
Don't you like LA?!?! I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Los Angeles. I think it is wonderful, but some of my favourite people live there, so I am biased.
Aaaah, I'm back. And yes I'll have a greyhound, please now that I've finished the washing up. Dog, that kitchen was a mess. Rodents everywhere. We should get a cat.
Offside: you'd like a cat? Hum. Easy peasy lemon squeezey. I have a tribe of small fierce Scottish kittens looking for a job. They come with very good rodent references having recently offed an Offside army of sharks. They are the real deal if you want rodent protection.
They come cheap, but of course, you have to pay for me!
honolu-sorry, for fa cup yes same here ppv-if I am too lazy to go to the pub - we have a cock'n bull pub in venice-it's going to be wild- I am arse too-
LA love it or hate it it's LA...
Mimi, why would I pay when I can have you for free, everyday?
Guitou, Lulu, I too might be tempted by that pub in Venice, because I don't think any French TV channel is going to bother. But it's one hell of a commute by canoe...
Which means I'd better not miss today's training session. Guitou, the keys are in the usual place. You're in charge.
I'll pick you up at the landing, offside.
cock n' bull, huh? I've been to the one in Santa Monica but parking is such a beast there... and then there is the one in Pasadena.
But it's Pasadena. eeewww.
offside, i found the keys thanks,
Lulu, what are doing so late hanging out with bad company? grounded.
...the light went out.
googled my way here to pasadena texas and nobody around. frustrated am going back to the taproom...
* Enter Offside - Wearing only shorts - Wet, soaked to the bone in fact - Maniacal expression - Shaking himself like a dog - Sea water flying everywhere *
Yiiiiiiiiiihaaaaaaaa!!!!!
The Pacific was playful today. Biiiiig Waves. Really biiiiig waves. And just four of us in the six-men canoe. Had to give it everything. Surfing is magic!
Swoooooooooooshgrumblegrumblegrumblefackingrumble!
Next round is on me. I have to go shower and change and get something to eat. Back later.
* Exit Offside - Leaving wet footprints on the floor and a faint smell of sweat and ocean spray hanging in the air *
That silence was most of the non-Tahiti dwelling Pseuds trying to choke back their envy.....
T-shirt and book discussion is continuing on Nesta's 'no time for games' thread.
The bar's still open, make yourselves at home.
This afternoon's cocktail is the Tuscan Sunshine:
1 part sambuca
4 parts orange juice
6 parts lemonade
O rosy cheeked poet of the morning corner
have you done any homework yet?
I'm struggling, file! - haven't spent much time on it, trying to work out a film story and failing, and other tedious everyday life stuff going on too. It's bloody hard to think of a good scenerio for the monologue - even Browning only wrote a few of them, ffs.
How are you doing?
zeph, got a bit of time on it this morning and I think I've got the story but it's going to be more like Joyce Granfell than Robert Browning!
but it is sporty
film story? sounds froody
Nah, it's only on spec, nobody's paying. Just trying to grab one of those moments when a door might be - if not open - at least unlocked for a few days.
It's good you're doing this monolgue thing, File, and maybe some other Pseuds? Otherwise I wouldn't have bothered. Or known about it, in fact.
I think my monologue will be short.
Sorry, I just had to share that. It was... exhilirating (and accelerating, all the time).
Zeph and file, I really want to read whatever you come up with.
What's for breakfast?
don't know what's for breakfast, orsay, but you claimed it was on you. i'll have two of everything...
zeph and file are preparing monologues for entry into a GU thingy. link and details above. you should give it a go yourself, you know. right up your street.
can someone please explan this GU monalogue thingy to me? I am lost.
Hello guys, sorry I'm late.
I wasn't too hot at the fancy cuisine with the poets menu, so we're having that great British late-night meal - fish and chips.
But Offside's provided the fish (caught earlier today, I believe) so there may be an - erm- exotic flavour.
No cocktails tonight - Guinness, double strength cider, a variety of single malts, and if there are any real-ale experts out there we can get your favourite tipple in at a moment's notice.
Voila.
Hi,
Tahitian fish and chips, then. The fish is mahi-mahi, and the chips made of Uru (breadfruit).
I couldn't find the link to the poetry thing. Why is it right up my street? Because it's a monologue? Does it sound like I'm talking to myself sometimes? Yeah, actually, it does, offside. Nah, surely it's not that bad? Well, you know, people have been talking. What, about me? Incredible. What are they saying?
Ebren, it's this:
http://books.guardian.co.uk/poetryworkshop/story/0,,2079391,00.html
Having accepted the highly flattering description of myself as a poet, I've gotta go in for it now...
And you never told us about the famous persons you were hob-nobbing with? Or are you too discreet?
GU monologue thingy:
http://books.guardian.co.uk/poetryworkshop/story/0,,2079391,00.html
sorry.
too late :)
Offside, sometimes you talk to yourself but that's because everybody else is asleep.:o)
Mahi-mahi and chips, anyone?
Thanks, but same problem as before, this link is broken/doesn't work. Maybe in an email?
thanks everyone, I'll check it out.
Offy, when the thread's in the narrow column 'post a comment' layout, the end of the link gets cut off.
If you go back to the homepage and then click the title of the thread on the right, you get the nice layout that spreads across the page and then you can copy the whole link.
Thanks, Zeph. As a loinclothed wildman, I am not too good with these computer thingies.
Oh, one more thing. What, exactly, do you mean by "click"?
Offdside, don't answer that seriously. That last e-mail from me is purely in jest. :)
Marcela, I didn't have time to write on the other thread, but I thought your description of blogs and their extraordinariness was really good.
I keep thinking it's a bit like pop music 'singles' and early TV programmes - at first they were completely ephemeral, and then people wanted to revisit them and began giving them other lives.
Too late!
Offside, did you get that link, or were you being very sarcastic?
Zeph,
Very.
Sorry.
No, I just wondered :) Cyberspace doesn't always convey irony very well....
You should do the poem, - do it in French, that'd give them a shock.
Or in English.
Or how's your Moorean?
My fault. I should use smiley thingies. I don't, usually.
My Tahitian is useless. My poetic skills worse.
I don't like them, but they have their uses.
Looks like a quiet night. Anyone lurking out there? Don't be shy....
Just passing through....
i'll have
one more cup of coffee for the road...
thanks, zeph, for the blogging bit praise :)
and file, quantum facker is genius, meant to mention before. couldn't that be on a t-shirt? and how do you stick a picture up next to a comment?
so much to learn, so little brain space...
But beware of rosy cheeked poetesses who ask you not to be shy.
In my experience they're nothing but trouble.
There you are Marcela, one more cup of coffee 'fore you go to the valley below...
Not sure that File's in yet.. Guitou has got his green eyeshade on and is designing t-shirts through the night...
could you all stop this non sense, I had -sole meuniere- on the menu, nobody cared-
the rose, the canoer , the goddess of the sun and the moon-
cooking for your friends or for the strangers it's not the same.
kafka would serve up soup for l'etranger without batting an eyelid, guitou.
what nonsense, pray, do you speak of?
I think Guitou is not happy about his dinner being mahi-mahi disguised as sole. And his meunière was, in fact, a hollandaise. But hey, we're doing what we can in the kitchen...
marcela, offside,
who is Kafka? is he playing for A.C Milan?
i didn't know he was cooking for strangers, we should name him the "Hunger artist".
How do you do that, deleting comments? Does it involve, erm, clicking on something? :)
Kafka cooks sole food.
kaka cook sole food singing o sole mio
the climbing rose is high and i must go
zeph, when i post there is a tiny little bin at the end of my comment. if i click that, it deletes!
it only comes up on my comments, which leads me to believe everyone has one on their comments... thus enabling someone to delete their own comment but not others'.
one of my favourite reads of some years ago (?) is a series of essays compiled by Paul Auster on different artists and their attitudes to writing. Kafka was particular poignant. He wrote some letters explaining he had these prods under his desk literally hurting his kneed while he sat there, for it was only through physical pain that he could endure the greater pain of writing...
the book is called The Art of Hunger.
have you read it, and is this a reference to it, orsay, or is it just... la chance?
i bid you all goodnight. someone should have the decency to sling some hammocks up in here so we can kip for a wee while. now THAT would fine.
Zeph,
I hope you're not asking me.
Guitou, I feel I should make a poetic reply to your plainte, but I'm nearly asleep... I'll leave you to it, try not to get arrested..
Merde, and I thought I had read everything by Paul Auster (except the latest, which I am saving for the plane journey). I must have missed that one. Must look it up, thanks Marcela.
marcela,I, not offside did mention artist hunger because that was the only thing I knew about kafka-
Orsay, should know more because he went to so many schools they have a wharehouse in Morea just for his diplomas.......and don't forget he is related to Camus.
btw, another major banning in the world and a good one.
Yes? What's that?
* Half-naked, wet Frenchman comes in... (...) Realizes there's no one there ... Turns away, disappointed - Exits *
apologies, guitou. i can't believe my error!!
so, you have read the Art of Hunger?
it's a good thing there is a wireless connection in this establishment so i can work in here this morning... coffee, croissants and half naked frenchmen (really, though, did noone ever tell you to take your socks off BEFORE your underpants...) is the perfect way to start the day.
Socks?! Ha! Good one.
Sugar, no milk?
no milk. no sugar.
merci.
doyahavealight?
central london. on the way to school this morning, my son with a tone of 'you're never going to believe this' says:
"mum. once. i saw a whole building without a single satellite dish on it."
mind boggling.
scriiitch - scriiitch -shhhh
Sorry, my lighter is wet. Must remember to leave it at home when I go rowing.
Your son (what's his name?) needs some time out on a quiet island, somewhere. If he likes little blond French girls, I might have a perfect match right here;
anyone else notice how quiet it's gone in here
SHOPPPP!!
I'll have 2 pints of Fernet Branca and a packet of crisps please...
The bar's still open, people, make yourselves at home. It'll probably be quiet tonight, what with the exhibition of t-shirt art and various other items on offer.
Mahi-mahi stew is bubbling away on the hotplate.
Tonight's cocktail is the Gimlet, which according to Raymond Chandler should be equal parts gin and Rose's lime juice. With maybe a little ice.
I'll be working tonight, but I'll have a gimlet, please, and I've brought some pineapples, guavas, and mangoes for dessert.
Thanks Lulu - mango was lovely!
Yep, and a nice change from my usual fare, thanks very much.
Anyone got cherries, strawberries, peaches or anything like that? Pleeeeeeeease?
Those have to be imported... maybe next week? I've got dried strawberries and blueberries in my trailmix. You're welcome to pick them out if you like.
Here.
Bugger - my gerard de nerval comment is lost out with cyber space. Where's my lobster?
Lobster? Kidnapped. Keeping the turtle company now, and not complaining too loudly.
Lulu, what on earth is a trailmix?
fernet branca!!
now there's one i haven't heard for some time...
i'm just quietly back in here with my laptop, actually catching up with the work i started in here this morning:
http://blogs.guardian.co.uk/sport/2007/05/18/lately_the_balls_gone_in.html
backlinking now.
http://www.fugitt.com/trailmix.htm
so good, yum, I can't believe you don't keep some in the canoe for instant energy. I can't live without this stuff. The nuts are instant energy and the fruit is, well, instant energy.
Totally.
what do you say, Marcela? Will you have a poem read for us by Carlitos on the next GU podcast?
Marcela, did I detect you encouraging Coldcoffee to come over here? That could ruffle a few feathers.
I've been a bit otherwise engaged. Marcela: are you still here? Can we retire to take a toke or two?
Mimi, my internet connection's playing up, I'll leave you in charge of the bar.
Night all.
i've been off on one myself, mimi. guess i've missed you for a tokeortwo tonight.
zeph - i encouraged all on my last thread to come over here. eric and byebyebadman emerged.
coldcoffee and guitou sorted their differences on the thread anyway. guitou's feather ruffling was more to do with post editing, i believe. today, coldcoffee said he'd been reading but not posting. i merely suggested he posts.
everyone's welcome, right?
lulu - carlitos didn't read me a poem :(
plenty of him singing cumbia villera on youtube though, which is poetry of sorts. zeph is the poet in residence here. i wonder if we could add audio files to the gallery? zeph could read poems and then we could all debate whether or not that should be allowed...
turns out to be not a bad joint to work in, this one.
who would have thought.
Indeed, Marcela, ColdCoffee is welcome as far as I'm concerned (though I prefer mine either piping hot or iced, not in between). The misunderstanding was cleared up and, as I told him, there are no hard feelings.
Of course, everybody else is welcome to read, write, lurk, post, impersonate, wreak havoc, eat, drink, smoke, slag, or do one if they don't like it.
what's 'do one if they don't like it'?
An ironical reference to the expression used by a GU journalist towards a blogger on a recent thread. "Why don't you just do one?" as in "get outta here". I believe he was moderated...
Hi, I seem to be reconnected with the world.
No problem re the coldcoffee then -I wasn't trying to 'stir it', it's just I missed the reconciliation phase!
I have to say that File is probably more of a proper poet than me, (and there may be other poets out there who read us) but I am happy to wear the Pseuds'poet badge with pride.
OK for breakfast everyone?
Re 'do one' - I guess it refers to 'do a runner' which is outdated cockney slang for to get away. Sounds ruder than that though!
Today's cocktails are the Chelsea Shandy and the Red Death:
Chelsea Shandy
half glass champagne
half glass Red Bull
Red Death
1 shot Black Absinthe
3 shots vodka
5 shots raspberry
1 shot orange
Not that we're expecting anyone in here this afternoon since the GU OBO lot came in and nicked the TV...
Zeph: I'll have one of your fine-sounding drinks please. GU nicking the telly is probably revenge for Pseuds eating their Tapir. It is Andy on today!
Chelsea have just scored, in a match so rank it compares with Steve Harmison's bowling.
Grrr!
Mimi, I've been half following both events - loved the guy who was so bored by the Cup Final he was emailing the OBO!
Cricket shaping up well though.
Chelsea Shandy all round it is, then.
Zeph: except for Harmy. I wrote this to OBO which Andy was good enough to publish:
"I suspect that dealing with Harmison will be Peter Moores's first really tough gig and if he wants to set the tone for England's recovery, the Durham man's dismissal will be nasty, brutish and short.
I hope Moores has the balls to do it."
I entitled the email Last Chance Saloon. I wonder if we shouldn't invite Harmy over here and see if some of the crew can inject some backbone into the lad!
Mimi - apparently Kevin Shine is being sent off to the Academy and there's a new bowling coach. So for a while, Harmison'll be able to blame it all on Shine.
(Should point out for anyone else that the bored guy was actually AT the FA Cup Final)
Zeph: I'm finding all the comments on TMS about adductor/abductor muscles rather tiresome. It's the way they snigger when they say "groin".
Honestly - they're supposed to be grown-ups!
Not to mention the knicker jokes. But then they've probably all had a few drinks by now.
I was really pleased to see Andy Bull start off today with an apology for 'miserabilist' coverage. One more day of "oh it's all so boring and I got really pissed last night" and I would have given up on GU OBO completely.
Know what you mean. It's been pretty quiet over there today really. Andy deserves a medal for sticking with, but Monty brightened the afternoon, and Colly's catch just at the end there sounded superb. I think OBO is suffering from cricket overload both from the writers' and readers' view. I know I'm a bit jaded. And I've noticed before that on weekends, the funny boys are not there, and it's not the same without the Aussies!
Well, it's the slower pace of a Test match where nobody is actually being eaten alive by Ricky and the boys, but I'm heartened - the West Indies are proving they're definitely not rubbish.
In their honour (pours the rest of that Chelsea Shandy muck down the sink) tonight's cocktail is the Rum Daisy:
1 shot lemon juice
1 shot white rum
soda
1/4 shot grenadine
and tonight's menu will be:
Callaloo soup
Squash and sweet potato stew
Spiced tuna and mango salad
Rum and raisin rice pudding
(mangoes by courtesy of Honolulu)
[recipes found at http://www.geocities.com/TheTropics/6392/index.html where you can hear a rather nice, slightly muzak version of 'One Love' playing in the background.]
Great link Zeph: thanks. I've now put Tosh on the jukebox, and will lean back (not too far, cos I know what these barstools are like!), sip my cocktail and relax in the warmth.
Hope we get a few more in tonight, but doesn't matter.
Still in our Caribbean groove, there was a really good documentary on BBC4 tonight about the legendary 1976 W Indies tour and what it meant for the UK Caribbean community - I've posted a link over on lee's cricket thread.
Mimi,
put Peter Tosh back on, please. And be an angel and get me something with Jamaican Rum in it. Ta.
Offy: your wish is my command. So "(You Gotta Walk) Don't Look Back" is on right now.
And that'll be a Zeph special with rum and angels to ensure no-one breaks our hearts, eh?
It's good for the flu
It's good for asthma
Good for tuberculosis
Even umara composis
Legalize it - don't criticize it
Legalize it and i will advertise it
taproom jukeboxers...go to:
http://www.gckingoftheblues.com/profile/manny_rivers
and hit the play button.
rum, hip movement, not too cross,
cocktail hour now....
and can we pls have this on the taproom juke:
http://4.upload.dailymotion.com/relevance/search/reggae/video/xag11_bob-marley-kinky-reggae-rare
Great music Doc.
Patrons please note: the Taproom is still open, but will shortly up anchor and float to a new mooring under the management of Messrs Greenside and Offgrass... watch this space...
In the meantime please finish up the rum.
Niice, doc.
Zeph: the rum's all gone - think that was probably Offside last night while we slept - you know what he's like.
Hope new venue as good as this one. See you there.
Pants about the rain in London - I'm just back from paddling in the sea. Positively hot down on the beach.
late nighters couldn't help last posting of my old dearest fav.
is that you in the crowd i see....or me? or all of us...
http://4.upload.dailymotion.com/relevance/search/many%2Brivers%2Bto%2Bcross/video/xokjy_jimmy-cliff-many-rivers-to-cross
Oh doc, that is such a great song.
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FLOATING TAPROOM HAS NOW CLOSED. THANK YOU FOR YOUR CUSTOM.
DRINKS AND DECADENCE ARE AVAILABLE AT THE PAKALOLO TAVERN ACROSS THE WAY.
DON'T SAY I SENT YOU.
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