save water and drink beer [regular visitors to criminales won't be suprised to find the owner perched over the bar with a beer in hand during business hours. nor would they be surprised to find him drinking said beer rather than serving it.
what is probably out of the ordinary?
the deep singing voice that accompanies the drinking. mick has clearly been at it for awhile as evidenced by where he is in the song as he hiccups between the lines.]
Fifty five bottles of beer on the wall. Fifty five bottles of beer. Take one down. Pass it around. [gulp gulp gulp] Fifty four bottles of beer on the wall...
i fought the law [maybe you've got a fine to pay at city hall. maybe you're just on your morning jog. maybe you saw the big brawl that broke out in criminales in the wee hours of the morning. either way, you're close enough to cadelle's jail. (yes. they have a jail. what self-respecting city doesn't?)
a uniformed officer is gripping at a very irate mick rory, handcuffed and snarling in anger (must be a tuesday), as he's resisting being brought in.
okay so maybe he didn't do it. or maybe he did. but either way...]
He had it comin'. He had it comin'. He only had himself to blame.
wildcard [y'all know the drill. drop me a line. plurk or discord (heatwave#1853) is fine.]
mick rory | ota
[regular visitors to criminales won't be suprised to find the owner perched over the bar with a beer in hand during business hours. nor would they be surprised to find him drinking said beer rather than serving it.
what is probably out of the ordinary?
the deep singing voice that accompanies the drinking. mick has clearly been at it for awhile as evidenced by where he is in the song as he hiccups between the lines.]
Fifty five bottles of beer on the wall. Fifty five bottles of beer. Take one down. Pass it around. [gulp gulp gulp] Fifty four bottles of beer on the wall...
i fought the law
[maybe you've got a fine to pay at city hall. maybe you're just on your morning jog. maybe you saw the big brawl that broke out in criminales in the wee hours of the morning. either way, you're close enough to cadelle's jail. (yes. they have a jail. what self-respecting city doesn't?)
a uniformed officer is gripping at a very irate mick rory, handcuffed and snarling in anger (must be a tuesday), as he's resisting being brought in.
okay so maybe he didn't do it. or maybe he did. but either way...]
He had it comin'. He had it comin'. He only had himself to blame.
wildcard
[y'all know the drill. drop me a line. plurk or discord (heatwave#1853) is fine.]