Memory lane

Angie and I are sifting through boxes of paper that got moved to California so that we don't have to move them home. There are several trips down memory lane involved here. One in particular might be familiar to my friends from Canonical from a couple of years ago:

Shit goddamn piss mother fuck,
The meat eaters got some more duck!
The bad hotel wine,
tastes like urine of swing!
A plate of steamed vegetables... what luck!

Those were certainly fun times. Three cheers to the vegans at UDS-Paris. ;)