The flashing Beer mugs overflowing with molten lava and peach schnapps produced enough acid to loosen the bumper bolts on my 1967 year old Romain barge which allowed the flying lemurs to quietly and stealthily patronize the local group of mall Santas, who were on the cover of Playboy magazine. The scantily clad mall Santas jolly with their large bellies and humpbacks festively cooked venison topped with aged Koolaid with a hint of red Gatorade

