Fat Bottom Girl Said What

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Ode to Friday Night

What light through yonder window breaks?

It is the neon of my favorite beer sign,

and the glow of the jukebox!

The temptress, thy name be Miller light, she beckons me,

in her tall, frosty can of blue and gold,

Bring me to your lips my sweet,

Drink of my goodness,

Cleanse yourself of Monday through Thursday,

Wash it all away with my hops and barley.

The strife of your week can be seen upon your countenance,

it can beย heard in the lyrics of your voice,

as you render a hearty belch to the gods of beer!

Oh, how I love thee!

Let me count the ways!

You never fail to let me down with your frosty goodness,

You take all my troubles away and leave me with wit and the ability to make merriment wherever I go!

You give me the ability to see things differently than they really are,

almost as if I was bespectacled!

And every once in awhile you cause me to ply a man with my feminine wiles and get me laid.

Fuck, I love you beer!!

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24 thoughts on “Ode to Friday Night

  1. I’ll drink to that

  2. I hate your beer but I bet your ass is amazing.

  3. A frosty stein of beer while plundering a pile of hot onion rings? I say Aye! ‘Tis indeed like Mt. Olympus! … Hey, who took my toga?

  4. Mancakes on said:

    Your drunken wordsmithery is stunning… you go, momma. ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. Very good, except the beer choice.

  6. Laughing my fricking butt off! I bet you are a riot when your drunk!!! :-)I hope you are having a great Friday evening sweetie ๐Ÿ™‚

  7. I have awarded you with the Liebster Award! Please check out my post to receive the award http://wrestling-life.com/2013/04/07/liebster-award/ This is a NO pressure nomination. You donโ€™t have to do anything if you donโ€™t want to. I just wanted you to know that I thoroughly enjoy reading your blog.

  8. Thanks so much for the nomination! I can be a procrastinator when it comes to these award things. I really appreciate your support and your comments, and am so glad you enjoy reading!!

  9. Yay! It is Friday night, and I just finished a beer! Hubby is taking a nap….hmmm…. Maybe I’ll go wake him!

  10. Reblogged this on Fat Bottom Girl Said What and commented:

    In the spirit of St. Patrick’s Day, and because I’m really fucking thirsty right now.

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