A Final Xmas post

Here's one more "Night Before" version that I couldn't help but steal from Da Jules. Y'all enjoy!

Twas the night before the party
When all through the town,
No pigs were stirring,
No cops were around.
We drank segrams & smoked panama reds,
While visions of the munchies danced through our heads.
When all of a sudden came a knock at the door...
We all yelled "Pigs!" & hit the floor.
But what to our red glazed eyes did appear...
A pound of columbian with 2 kegs of beer.
The man at the door, he gave us a smile
So we said, "Come on in man,
You should party a while."
But we heard him exclaim as he flew through the sky...
MARIJUANA TO ALL & TO ALL A GREAT HIGH!!!

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