Wizard of Id by Parker and Hart for September 26, 2015

Been there, done that.

Better call out the WCTU

The barkeep is a closet poet.

“Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star;Get your butt out of my bar!Way down on the floor so low;Now it’s time to go, go, go;Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star;Get your butt out of my bar!”

Once I was laying on the rug and rolled off onto the hardwood floor. What a fall!

If you imagine a musical staff superimposed on them, the notes in panels two and three are the real notes for “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star”.

Click to hear Ron White get thrown out of a bar…

that’s cold

Anybody want a peanut?

So that’s what Mozart was thinking of!

Good poem.

I was laying on the rug once and rolled into the fireplace…

scary having to cling onto the hardwood floor for dear life lest one fall into the ceiling

…LIke a drunk on the floor, getting swept out of the door.. Twinkle, twinkle little star…

LMAO