[Mid] Re: sca-middle-digest V3 #560

>On Mon, 1 Dec 1997, Jen wrote:
>> Let us pray.....
>> Our Lager, Which art in barrels, Hallowed be 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 spillage's,
>> 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.
>> BARMEN.

And, for the gentles in Caer Anterth Mawr, let us not forget

Our Favre,
Who art in Lambeau,
Hallowed be thine arm.
The bowl will come,
It will be won.
In New Orleans as it is in Lambeau.
And give us this Sunday,
Our weekly win.
And give us many touchdown passes.
But do not let others pass against us.
Lead us not into frustration,
But deliver us to Bourbon street.
For thine is the MVP, the best of the NFC, and the glory of the Cheeseheads,
now and forever.

Go get 'em

(From www.southendzone.com, by Scott Dresden)

Berowelf von Haholtesheim
Exchequer, Nordleigh, Canton of Nordskogen

"And in the darkest of the books of God there is written a truth that is
also a riddle. It is of the new things that men tire--of fashions and
proposals and improvements and change. It is the old things that startle
and intoxicate. It is the old things that are young."
   --G.K. Chesterton, _The_Napoleon_of_Notting_Hill_
From: "Anders O.F. Hendrickson" <hendriao@stolaf.edu>
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Received on Tue Dec 2 22:28:16 1997