Caritas, Monday

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Another night at Caritas, another weird-ass delivery arriving on the pub's doorstep. Today it was a bright blue Stetson adorned with sparkly gold stars and moons.

Tino, of course, dared Jake to put it on. Which Jake had no problems doing, especially since Tino offered to do all the gross cleanup stuff if Jake actually went through with it.

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Stage!

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There were three drunken maidens
Come from the Isle of Wight
They drunk from Monday morning
Nor stopped till Saturday night
When Saturday night would come, me boys
They wouldn't then go out
And these three drunken maidens
They passed the jug about

Bar!

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Then in comes dancing Sally
Her cheeks as red as blooms
Move up me jolly sisters
And give young Sally some room
Then I will be your equal
Before the evening's is out
And these three drunken maidens
They passed the jug about

Lounge!

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And then in comes the landlord
He was looking for his pay
For the forty pints of ale they drank
These girls refused to pay
They had twenty pounds apiece in the purse
But still they wouldn't get out
These these drunken maidens
They passed the jug about

Back Room!

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Oh where are your feather hats
Your mantles rich and fine
They've been swallowed up, me lads
In casks of good red wine
And where did you leave your sailor boys,
You ladies this fine day
We left them in the alehouse
And it's there they're gonna stay

OOC!

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WOE, FOR MY PAID ACCOUNT HAS RUN OUT. Also woe, my work schedule goes back to normal tomorrow.

OTOH I get to give my notice on Wednesday, so, yanno. There's that.