This is Mr Arkansas-(ark-n-sass). He came along with Spanky to do some drinking. Little did I, Satan, know that he was a rookie in the booze department. See,that is my hand, holding a cocktail and putting it in his face..."Drink Dammit,this is a bar-not a convent". Then fear set in. He drank-but started falling asleep. Then Spanky and the White Russian started talking in some sort of code.Lots of references to water and falling and nature...so I'm getting the idea the whole crew is about to leave and give each other golden showers-or maybe shower Mr Arkansas-cuz he was the first to pass out. Ah...bar life...a blur of funny, money, and latent homosexuality.