the morning after
LMN
The pain of sunday morning is rarely rivaled by any other phenomena. We are now forced to come back to sobriety in preparation to live a "normal" life monday through friday. Coming back to the real world means no more otc with strippers, no more cocaine powdered walls and broken mirrors, no more nipples covered in roll dust.
Gotta put on a suit and tie tomorrow.
Until friday...
Gotta put on a suit and tie tomorrow.
Until friday...
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oak tree you're in my way.
There's too much coke and too much smoke
Look what's going on inside you.
Ooh, ooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell?
Ooh, ooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you.
Yeah.
Angel of darkness is upon you.
Stuck a needle in your arm (you, fool, you)
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose,
one more drink, fool, would drown you. (hell, yeah)
You must not like Football.
Though, to be fair, Mr. LMN is a rebel. He has taken a sharpie and altered the last of those pins to read "I'll supersize your meal deal for an XXXtra dollar".
"There's got to be a morning after"
Anyway – one of Mahr’s jokes in his routine was:
“The night belongs to Michelob – the morning belongs to Bayer aspirin and Jacoby and Meyersâ€