All of the other barflies
used to call her nasty names.
They never let poor Mona
Join in on their drinking games.
Then one tipsy Christmas Eve
Santa staggered in.
Said, “I’ve got a gift for you.
Case of Moët ‘82.”
Then all the barflies changed tune.
Acted nice as they could be.
“Mona the red nosed French girl
How about a glass for me?”
margueritem almost 15 years ago
She smells like petroleum?
Sisyphos almost 15 years ago
Mona is surely getting into the spirit[s] of the season. And M. Smokey is a tad tart, too!
ladywolf17 almost 15 years ago
Phew! Does that mean that Mona is running on high octane? And shame on you M. Smokey. How can you sing about Mona like that.
Your still mad about not going on that Hawaiian trip aren’t you?
Edcole1961 almost 15 years ago
All of the other barflies used to call her nasty names. They never let poor Mona Join in on their drinking games. Then one tipsy Christmas Eve Santa staggered in. Said, “I’ve got a gift for you. Case of Moët ‘82.” Then all the barflies changed tune. Acted nice as they could be. “Mona the red nosed French girl How about a glass for me?”
The missing M. Smokey almost 15 years ago
Let me snuggle up between your two soft … um … arms.
lisa4romMpls almost 15 years ago
Edcole1961 -
That is GREAT!!!
Ray_C almost 15 years ago
She smells like a gas station all right. One that’s been pumping 100% ethanol.
Lynn Savage almost 15 years ago
Bravo, Edcole1961!