Twas weeks before Christmas, when all through the Wood, Not a party in planning, and that is no good. The vodka was chilled in the freezer with care, In hopes that bisexuals soon would be there.
The children were staying at home for the night While Mommies and Daddies did shots left and right It starts with a toasting, by the light of a tree And ends with a bender that's legendary.
When out in the streets of Hollywood Town, T'were drinks to be had, and pints to be downed. Off to the Parlor we flew in a flash To get this Crawl started we all drank cold Pabst
Mistletoe branches were scattered with cheer, So amBites can smooch when not drinking beer, When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But the funnest damn meet up to wrap up the year.
We pounded our drinks and closed out our tabs, But time had not come to start calling cabs. The night was replete with fun drinking games, And off to the Crawl we called out their names,
"On Loaded, On Outpost, Velvet Margarita, Big Wangs, St. Felix, and even Tekila!" Where we end up, St. Nick only knows. With luck we'll get lucky all covered in bows.
And for those who need prose: This is the 4th YEAR!! Hoping this will be the best one yet. We're going to be meeting at the Parlour Room at 9pm, and have a 2 for 1 happy hour going on until 10pm. At 10:00 we are going to move onto the next bar, so make sure you are there before 10. We will have games, old and new, and some holiday hijinks.