you'll remember yourself drunk on the morning of FOURTH november, if and only if, the plan to drink to celebrate the onset of mugging for exams comes true.
friday night, 031106. drinks anyone?
this was pf's initiation night, i still remember 6 drunk idiots "dou" in one room. i was on my bed. yk was on royden's bed. alex and alvin were on the spare mattress, royden was on the towel he stunt frm batam, and pf was at the door!!
hahah. missing one huh, chun, where were you while we were getting high?
Remember, remember the fifth of November,
The gunpowder, treason and plot,
I see of no reason why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, 'twas his intent
To blow up the King and the Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below,
Poor old England to overthrow:
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
Hip hip hoorah!
A penny loaf to feed the Pope.
A farthing o' cheese to choke him.
A pint of beer to rinse it down.
A faggot of sticks to burn him.
Burn him in a tub of tar.
Burn him like a blazing star.
Burn his body from his head.
Then we'll say ol' Pope is dead.
Hip hip hoorah!
Hip hip hoorah!
on another note...
Orange County RETURNS!
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