We were celebrating, the reason? None in particular. We had found our selves rambunctious from just to much Cinnamon Whiskey. Jack and I were singing karaoke just a tad to loud and the lads clapped and laughed.
Mark: I'm a sailor peg
And I've lost my leg
Climbing up the top sails
I've lost my leg!
Jack and Mark: I'm shipping up to Boston, whoa
I'm shipping up to Boston, whoa
I'm shipping up to Boston, whoa
I'm shipping off to find my wooden leg
Jack: I'm a sailor peg
And I've lost my leg
Climbing up the top sails
I've lost my leg!
Both: I'm shipping up to Boston, whoa
I'm shipping up to Boston, whoa
I'm shipping up to Boston, whoa
I'm shipping off to find my wooden leg
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After, the lads either passed out or went home it was just Mark, Jack, Wade and Bob.
The girls had left earlier on. Bob and Wade passed out on top of each other Jack on the floor with beer bottles piled 'round him. Mark was restless he was outside sitting under the stars with the others and their unconscious selves. He pulls out his phone and texts Amy.
Mark: Good Night Darling
Amy: Night sweetie
Mark falls into a rough sleep, and the night goes by.
( Heres the song they were singing link wasnt copying to above so I put it here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x-64CaD8GXw )
