Date: Mon, 17 Jul 2006 18:40:13 -0400 (EDT)
From: Robert Eikel 
Subject: The Fortieth of July Goes to Eleven.

Are you tiny? You know, what the French would call "petit"? Do you limit
your drinking to a couple of glasses of wine with dinner? Do you get to
bed by 9:00 so you can get up fresh and sober to face the new day? Do you
watch your cholesterol or avoid fatty foods and red meat? If you answered
"yes" to any of these questions, just stop reading now.

As for the rest of you, your time has come. A time when having "a little
drink" means downing malt liquor up to or beyond physiological limits. A
time for a party that starts six hours before nightfall and doesn't end
until at least six hours after dark. A time when meat is wrapped in meat
before it's eaten. A simple, honest, brutal good time without pretenses at
all.

Once again, it is time for the 40th of July.

It is time to assert our dominance as Rulers of the Free World; to drink;
to make fun of communism; to drink more; to barbecue like our lives
depended on it -- and they do; to listen to rock and roll while drinking
more; to exalt Sommerville; to proclaim to the world the good news of
Liberty, Independence, and Beer; to mock Canada; and then to drink even
more.

Don't be tiny.

What: The Eleventh Annual Fortieth of July
When: Saturday 12 August 2006, from 2pm until whenever
Where: 4 Everett St., Somerville, MA. Closest T is Porter Square.
       Map: http://tinyurl.com/pywcv
Who: You and a hundred of your newest, drunkest friends
Why: Pride.

No RSVP, just show up.

P.S. There are plenty of folks who didn't get this message but who
desperately need what the Fortieth has to offer, so just pass it on.