[Oldboys] Bryon's Party Friday the 12th and Saturday the 13th

[Brenden]

This is how I remember it anyway:
Twas the night before Saint Pat’s
And all through the house
A ruckus was brewing
The old boys were soused
Do not Disturb was hung on the door 
We were looking for Robert, that beer drinking whore
The ruggers were nestled all snug in their beds
The porno was blaring I was smoking my reds.
Paco in his hair net and I in my hat had just settled down to drink and
shoot craps
When out in the hall there arose such a clatter
I sprang to the door to see what was the matter
Away to the peep hole I flew like a flash,
Tore open the door, Rick hid his stash
There was Robert, bare chested with skin white as snow
Gave luster of mid-day to more beer below
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but the contingent from Tampa complete with their gear.
At that Mr. Heart, so lively and quick! New in a moment 
I was going to be sick. 
More rapid than bridge trolls his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted and called them by name;
“Now, Paco, Now Munoz, Now Emil and Gabe,
On Cheese, On Kenya, On Ricky and Ray….
To the edge of the pool to the top of the wall 
Now in the cab in the cab in the cab all
Off to the bar like a wild hurricane fly
Drank off our faces and made Devile cry
So there came the mayhem from all that’s consumed
Quick as a wink I snuk back to my room.
The next morning the pitch was all soggy and wet.
And there was young Robert with barbs from his vet.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old sack
He bent for his kit and showed us his crack.
With a wink of his eye and a twist of his head
I new we were fucked and pined for my bed.
He spoke not a word as he jogged on the pitch.
I was his lock and Mitch was his bitch.
He pulled up his stockings and turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
He blew something out like a ball through a hose.
He played like a demon but soon had enough, 
He was off to the sidelines all ragged and rough.
That’s when he grabbed her and kissed her, and held on for dear life.
“Hey fucko, hey dick nose, your kissing his wife”
Byron was lucky, his ears had been taped
We witnessed it all, the poor guy went ape.
Then Robert exclaimed as he ran out of sight,
“you can’t have me baby, it wouldn’t be right”
-----Original Message-----
From: Gregg Trance [mailto:greggtrance at mindspring.com] 
Sent: Thursday, October 28, 2004 10:05 PM
To: Brenden; 'SinBin'; 'High Country Old Boys'; 'High Country'
Subject: RE: [Oldboys] Bryon's Party Friday the 12th and Saturday the 13th
Bren,
Don't leave us hang'in......Tell the whole story!!!!!
-----Original Message-----
From: Brenden [mailto:brenden at allsteel2000.com] 
Sent: Thursday, October 28, 2004 6:07 PM
To: 'Gregg Trance'; 'SinBin'; 'High Country Old Boys'; 'High Country'
Cc: bnrawlins at charter.net
Subject: RE: [Oldboys] Bryon's Party Friday the 12th and Saturday the 13th
PS.
Mr. Hart, 
Please keep your tongue in your own mouth this time.
Regards,
Friends of Father Rugby Commission
-----Original Message-----
From: oldboys-bounces at highcountryrugby.com
[mailto:oldboys-bounces at highcountryrugby.com] On Behalf Of Gregg Trance
Sent: Thursday, October 28, 2004 6:04 PM
To: SinBin; High Country Old Boys; High Country
Cc: bnrawlins at charter.net
Subject: [Oldboys] Bryon's Party Friday the 12th and Saturday the 13th
Everyone is invited. Friday the 12th and Saturday the 13th.. Please respond
to Barbara !!!!
Byron would like for all the Oldboys to come on Friday night. The pig will
be cooked all night and he is looking forward to partying. I will have lots
of other food there and beer kegs, etc. We will also have several campers
and tents. His house is connected to a large barn, of course. He has a lake
with lots of fish and canoes. There are fire rings about the yard, plenty of
parking, a seperate bathhouse. It's a neat place to party.
Directions: Interstate 85 to exit 41 (Moreland); exit right then immediately
right on HWY 16. Go over bridge and take first right which is Gordan Road.
Go about 1/2 mile and take first left onto Walton road. Mailbox will be 892.
Turn left into driveway which leads through woods to house. Telephone number
is 770-251-6771.
Please come as early as possible. For those who can't make it on Friday,
come on Saturday. We are furnishing beer kegs and food.
Barbara Rawlins [mailto:]
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