What's that smell on the evening breeze?
It's the goddamned dutch eating Limburger cheese!
Singing Glorious! Glorious!
One keg of beer for the four of us!
Glory be to go there ain't more of us!
Because one of us could drink it all - DAMN NEAR!
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