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The Drunk Monks have a song explaining the feelings of the
masses at just this time, although it is not officially part of their
Bible:

What we do at parties,
Some people think it’s odd,
We drink a lot of lager
Until we can see God.

We call each woman ‘mama’,
Each woman calls us ‘son’,

We’re all so frigging plastered,
Soon orgies have begun.

For all we know, she is mom.
It don’t change what we do,
‘Cause even if it’s grandma
She’s still a hole to screw.

Please don't think we're disgusting,
Our characters attack,
'Cause, when you're playing 'mama',
It’s too hard to keep track.

Allan R. Emery 35