I had eighteen bottles of whiskey in the cellar and my wife insisted I
empty the contents of each bottle down the sink, or else... After careful
consideration, I reluctantly agreed and finally proceeded with the unpleasant
task.
I withdrew the cork from the first bottle and poured the contents down the sink with the exception of one glass, which I drank.
Then, I withdrew the cork from the second bottle and did likewise with it, with the exception of one glass, which I drank.
I then withdrew the cork from the third bottle and poured the whiskey down the sink which I drank.
I pulled the cork from the fourth bottle down the sink and poured the bottle down the glass, which I drank.
I pulled the bottle from the cork of the next and drank one sink out of it, and threw the rest down the glass.
I pulled the sink out of the next glass and poured the cork down the bottle. Then, I corked the sink with the glass, bottled the drink and drank the pour.
When I had everything emptied, I steadied the house with one hand, counted the
glasses, corks, bottles, and sinks with the other, which were twenty-nine, and
as the houses came by I counted them again, and finally I had all the houses
in one bottle, which I drank. I'm not under the affluence of incohol as some
tinkle peep I am. I'm not half as thunk as you might drink. I fool so feelish
I don't know who is me, and the drunker I stand here, the longer I get.
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The RudeDawg
Known in these Forgotten Realms as Perin LightEyes