Of all the money that e'er I had
I've spent it in good company
And all the harm that e'er I've done
Alas it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of wit
To memory now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all

Citations not required. If you don't know it.... bite me. Good night and joy be with you all.

OH! Yesterday was horrible! The fuckers who changed out Mum's oil tank? One was no bigger than a minute and the other gut was about 60. In order to get the ol tank up the basement stairs, they cut the tank in two with a Sawz-all. I was next door and it was FUCKIN LOUD at my house. I raced over. Mum was in hysterics trying to get her shoes on to get out of the house... scared to damn near death. I flicked the basement stairs light on an off rapidly and asked him to wait until I got Mum out of the house. Got her into my house, shut my windows... took a half to get her calmed and stop crying. There will be a Letter to the Editor about this suggesting that people enquire about the cutting of old tanks in their home before hiring a company to change out a tank.