Pi: Hey dude! <br />Pa: Here’s your rusty nail. <br />Pi: Cool amigo <br />Pa: So what’s up with you and that beautiful lass? <br />Pi: She’s my booze partner. How about you? Do you have a booze partner? <br />Pa: Off course I do. Camellia is her name and whiskey in the jar is the game. <br />Pi: Are you flyin’ with British Airways? <br />Pa: Yep, I’m goin’ to Ireland for the holidays. How about you? <br />Pi: Cool. I’m goin’ to Moscow. There is a vodka contest takin’ place on the 24th. <br />Pa: What’s the prize? <br />Pi: It’s 1000lt of any booze every year for the rest of your life. <br />Pa: Do you any chances in winning? <br />Pi: Nope. But it will be fun. <br />Pa: I see <br />Pi: So where are you goin’ in Ireland? <br />Pa: Dublin, Cork, Dingle and Galway. <br />Pi: That’s great amigo <br />Pa: I have to go cause I’ll lose my British Airways flight. <br />Pi: What’s your flight number? <br />Pa: It’s BA2345. <br />Pi: Mine too. <br />Pa: How can it be? <br />Pi: Well you see I’m the pilot of that flight and I’ll make a quick stop in Moscow for the contest. <br /> <br />Let’s booze boogie ladies and gentlemen…..<br /><br />Roger Bewman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/friday-night-booze-flight-ba2345/
