R.I.P. Al k. hollic

[timmay]

In al's memory..

Many nights AL went alone to the bar.
He would leave at 2am and could never find his car.
Walking in circles with fear in his eyes.
"Where Is My Car?" He would say with a sigh.

He would approach a girl and ask for a ride.
She would simply respond..."Have some fu&king pride!'
He would get pissed off and begin to yell.
And she would slap his face and tell him to go to hell.

Now AL is mad and now his feelings were hurt.
So he slapped her ass and puked on her skirt.
The management sees this and calls for some help.
The girl kicks him the balls and AL begins to yelp.

The cops come and soon take AL away.
And AL mutters to himself that he'll be ok.
He gives her the finger and scratches his balls.
Then AL passes out and hits his head as he falls.

The moral of the story is really quite clear.
AL was a great guy and we all hold him dear.
So lets go do some shots in honor of AL
Tell everyone you know and call your best pal.

Tequilla, vodka, it really doesn't matter.
Let's all drink till we see The Mad Hatter.
Now raise your glass and repeat after me.
"Dang I drank too much and I have to pee!"