Falstaff

My tongue is loosened by champagne but I speak as I do everything for all the world to know That I am old more the pity and my white hairs do witness it if good food wine and beer be a fault then god help the wicked You call me a fool and a sinner maybe but we are not finished yet but so are you everything that I am

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Robert Johnson

Date: 9/18/2012 3:12:00 PM

Judge not lest we be judged, a lesson for us all. To partake of a beer or two, that's why they have last call. To drink champagne and raise a glass. Well that's just showing a little class. And as far as sin, well count me in. I've been known to be quite crass.