On a lighter note..."Ode to Melon's" by Amber A. Geddes

When I was happy, stoned, or sad
Great times at Melon's were always had
In the summer, winter, fall
Melon's was there through it all

I came home because I was sick
And you closed your doors, you fucking pricks
Toonie Tuesday, doorless stalls, and puking in cabs
A big speaker almost fell on me, I might add

Good times were shared, or at least I think
I always had way too much to drink
You can shut down, reopen and change your name
But you'll always be Melon's, just as dirty, just the same



wow I feel smart...