I cannot drink one, Kegmeister Tom.
I cannot take one with a chaser,
I'd rather have a Mind Eraser.
I cannot take one with some cattle,
I'd rather my ass meet with the paddle.
If I had one it'd make me holler,
And likely turn down my pink popped collar.
I cannot drink it; hear my plea!
Just look at Moose; for nor can he!
We'll puke it out, so please don't pour us,
Just do us this solid, Brahzasaurus.
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