Everything’s funny when I’m drunk
And when I’m in a room full of drunks
Everyone gets the joke
They all know what I’m laughing at
And I know what they’re laughing at
We’re laughing with and at eachother
If there’s one thing I’ve learned from drunkards
It’s to not take everything so seriously
Because everything is funny when we’re drunk
But it remains an endless schtick, routine, whatever
When we’re sober
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