Seeing that christmas is coming up soon i thought id share this poem with all you guys....I dont know the author. 'Twas the night of the party And all through the town No cops were a stirrin' No *pigs* were around. The joints were all rolled And piled in stacks... In hopes that by midnight We'd be blown to the max! We drank Seagram Sevens And smoked Panama Reds, While visions of munchies Danced in our heads. Then all the sudden Came a knock on the door, We all yelled "PIGS!" And dove to the floor. Yet what to our red glazed Eyes should appear, But a pound of Columbian And TWO kegs of beer. The man at the door Just gave us a smile, So we invited him in To party awhile. He sat in the corner And started to roll So we filled up his glass And lit up a bowl. Then we heard him say, (As he flew to the sky) "Merryjuana to all.... And to all, a good high!"