5-7-5 and a raspberry beer.

Back in January, when I went to visit X, we went to a bar and decided to write haiku. I had a pretty awesome beer that mostly tasted like raspberries (a Lambic framboise, for the record). We left them there for the bartenders to enjoy, but I was smart enough to copy them down for later. I don't remember who wrote what, but it was either me, X, or X's dude. The clever ones are probably X's. Enjoy!

X's cleavage wins
Life is better with old friends
Her boyfriend rules.

Commercial divers
work out a lot. That's why N
looks so good topless.

Chubs comes to visit
drunkenness and recalling
"dreamgirls" tomorrow

Tom Brady is hot
I am a football widow
Chargers kill the [can't read it was too drunk]

Now I'll add my scrawl
I'll leave this bar with fuck all
I drink too damn much.

There's a group of boys
behind us. Talking of
their hair. Damn pussies.

In between tonight
and tomorrow we drink late
in a lovely tone

their naked party
will not be co-ed at all
I fuck more than you.

(The boys talking about their hair also talked about having a naked party. They were pretty frat-tastic.)