SUBJECT>Re: The "official" Party Thread
POSTER>Bombardier
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DATE>May 15, 1997 at 18:23:53
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[As the party rages on about him, the Bomber quietly finishes off a small mountain of Buffalo wings and roasted corn. He takes a deep draught of Heineken and wipes his hands. He stands up, straightens his clothing and hair, then runs headlong for the stage. Grabbing the mike, he starts to wail....]Come on,
Baby don't you want to go,
Back to that same ol' place,
Sweet home, Chicago.