Fishing Rev, if that is all you can recall, you should sit down and prepare your self for something far worse than a headache and a sore tongue.

Not only did we consume all the kosher wine, we raided the surrounding neighbors houses and there's not a drop to be had in your town. It may be a long cold winter with no Irish coffee, no hot buttered rum, and no antidote for the bite of the dreaded snow snakes.

We didn't create quite as much furor and leave quite as much mess as a group of Deadheads following the tour through your town; but there were fewer of us. We tried, however. You will likely need to hire someone with a frontloader and an extra dumpster to clean up the back yard.

See you next time when we arrive earlier and stay later. Todah Rabah! ( thanks much)




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aka Cap'n Yid.

Stev Lenon, 91B20'68-'69
When the dawn came up like thunder