i stumble down the harbor to the tavern on the square
and heard a raucous ruckus as it rang
from some foul inebriates
the men i used to call my mates
were lost in song and this is what they sang—they sang:

"hey, hi, yo, ho
o'er the atlantic we go
drinking 'til we all get sick
and comin' up with limericks
but we never quite remember how they end"

captcouch:

One of these days, I’ll start reblogging those posts that have annoying advertisements linking them back to their own blog, but I’ll change the hyperlink so that they redirect to lemonparty.org instead.

I think it’s a good plan.

Omg Ryan