Oy Vhat a Night!

Okay, ve all know Ee am no zo good vit limitations and Ee am afraid last night vas no exception. Eet ees terrible Ee know. Vell tere ve vere, me and te Velsh Dragons at Dylan's Pub all cozy and vhat not and ten zomeone started een vit the vhole zing-along ting, yoo know like te Velsh always do on Zt. David's Day. Zo after zeveral kegs of Double Dragon and zome Ztrong Bow ve vere pretty much on our vay to 'aving to sleep een te pub. Tat vas vhen zomeone started to zing "Oes Gafr Eto" and by te time ve got to te pink goat een te zong ve vere a stompin' our feets and te building vas a shakin' and te vhole Bay area 'ad anoter eartquake on eets hands. Ee must admit Ee vas relieved eet vas only a 4.2. Ee may be a consumate drunk, but Ee am not for total mass destruction, unless Ee get zome dinner out of eet. Ee 'onestly do no remember much of te rest of te evening. After te eartquake tere vas zometing about a showdown vit a muni car een te Castro tunnel, vhich might explain vhy Ee 'ave all tese cuts and bruises. Vell, do no be zo zuprised, eet vas looking at me all funny like. Ee do remember zaying "Are yoo lookin' at me? Are yoo lookin' at me yoo big muni car?" And Eet just stared at me, zo Ee took tat as an invitation for a fight. Ee know, Ee know. Eet ees a muni car, vhat's eet going to do? Honk? Eet did, but only after Ee attacked. Tere vere zirens, but ve did no stay long to find out eef tey vere for me. Ee voke up tis morning an old battery at te beach, but te zun vas shining zo vit any luck eet vill be a good day as zoon as Ee get over my 'angover.