The fauconer then was prest, Came runnynge with a dow, And cryed, ‘Stow, stow, stow!’ But she [his hawk] wold not bow.

Issued warning order to my troops for next operation. Recceed the general area at Guthuma and Motai BOPs.

I, by the symbolic consumption of this official, Premier Division, Cheese Football; do declare this season of overeating and drinking bingefully open, and may St Rennie has mercy on your innards!

He DID drink on his off days, however, and since the diner had been closed for three days over the New Year's weekend, Tony had “over-celebrated” and was too hung over to come in.