MMario had a special rub and prepared aurochs like no one else could come close to. When he came out from behind the bar to sing he charmed the cats and the ducks out of the rafters and the squid slid to the shallow end of the jello pit to listen. He even managed to charm Nurse Ratched when he wasn't parsing singular and plural noun forms. His last posts were playful, to do with food and this fabricated place we revive and renovate every so often.

Who's working the bar? We each need a stout beer to raise in his honor. And to sing a few songs. I'll start:

Of all the money that e'er I spent
I've spent it in good company
And all the harm that ever I did
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

If I had money enough to spend
And leisure to sit awhile
There is a fair maid in the town
That sorely has my heart beguiled
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips
I own she has my heart enthralled
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all

Oh, all the comrades that e'er I had
They're sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had
They'd wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and softly call
Good night and joy be with you all