May those who love us, love us;
and those who don't love us, may God turn their hearts
and if He doesn't turn their hearts, may he turn their ankles so we'll know them by their limping.
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LOL!!
Our lager,
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed by thy drink.
Thy will be drunk, (I will be drunk),
At home as it is in the pub.
Give us this day our foamy head,
And forgive us our spillages,
As we forgive those who spill against us.
And lead us not to incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers.
For thine is The beer, The bitter, The lager.
BAR-MEN
Liam O'Seward?
For thine is The stout, The bitter, The lager.
From Honest Bram.
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