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SONG CHALLENGE WINNER!
The Challenge: After munchkins, ferrets, panties, and streakers, and considering the recent Carnival /
Mardi Gras madness, I thought we could all use a good stiff drink (that is, unless you've given up the hooch for Lent!).
So here's a little story of compassion and sharing that deserves a good song or two -- On Air Traffic Controller Excuses for Stealing Drinks:
Peter Smith, an air traffic controller trainee, excuses himself to the judge after being charged with the theft of a glass of beer from a bar -- "I am definitely not guilty.
Making my way home from the control tower, I saw a man standing in the street with a glass of beer in his hand.
He told me that the glass was stuck to his hand and asked me to help him get free of it.
When I had done so, he gave me the glass and its contents by way of a reward." K/i>
Air Traffic Controller's Girlfriend's Blues by Hyperabid
(To the tune of a mean old 12 bar )
I met a young airman
But he wasn't crew
He would tell those flyboys – where to go
That's what he'd do
At first it was sacred
At first it was love
But then the stress hit him
Like a bolt from above
Chorus
Whisky makes him frisky
Lager makes him drunk
Wine sets him a lyin'
Put my clothes back in my trunk
I wish that I could trust him
But I guess that ain't today
If he hasn't mushed himself through beer
He's pissed on Tanqueray
I gave him good lovin'
To start it was good
But then liquor stole heart
The way it could
First he was a titan
Then he was a worm
I guess I should forgive him
But will he ever learn
Chorus
Brandy makes him randy
Then a vodka with a twist
Slap another schnapps down
Then two planes have a near miss
I wish that I could trust him
But that's why I'm on my way
Just the slightest scent of booze
And I'm the one that pays
The final injustice
He stole a man's drink
Now I've been in enough bars to know
What that man might think
He said to the justice
Please don't make me pay I'm stuck on booze –
It was stuck on him
I ain't a thief no way
Chorus
Shandy makes you sober
Spirits make you lose
You'll always end up the headline mug
If you live your life through booze
I wish that I could trust him
But that's why I've gone today
I've had enough – need better luck
It's the bottle for me if I stay
(Bleeding Heart guitar solo to end)