It was a dark night. It was a possum night.
Oh, hades, I was so plastered I'm not even sure it was night!!! I do seem to remember a chicken, and armadiller, and I think there was a goose somewhere, but of that I'm not sure. Sawyer Brown was hoppin' around like a cricket on a skiddle tellin' us she was shakin', and I could see my next door neighbor asittin' on his porch noddin' along w/ the beat. Or he was asleep, prolly the latter!!!!
Anuhways, seems there was this gigglin' drunk girl that no one seemed to have invited, but she was purdy and kept pickin' up pecans and gigglin' an' threatenin' to wup someone, so we didn't complain. Ain't nuthin' better'n gettin' wupped by a drunk hot girl, I always say!!!!!
So, apparently I passed out about this time. And that is all.