Bonus Content: Fathom the Bowl

Celestia & Vyig celebrate alcohol and commiserate terrible parenting, with song!

The traditional song rewritten for Calcinea

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Preamble
Celestia: We need another drink, right now. Vieg: Okay, we should do a toast. Celestia: To what? Vieg: Family. Celestia: Family? Vieg: Drinks! Celestia: Yes! Vieg: Toast to drinks. Celestia: A toast to drinks? Vieg: Drinks on toast. Celestia: Drinks on- We're toasting the drinks, you know what's the best kind of toast? Vieg: Cheese. Cheese on toast, buttered on one side. Celestia: [Talking over] No! Well that sounds good actually. Later, we're doing a toast to drinks! The best kind of- Vieg: [Interputing] Toast to drinks! Celestia: The best kind of toast is a musical one.

Lyrics
Come all you bold fellow, to this place have come And we’ll sing in the praise of good brandy and rum Let’s lift up our glasses, good cheer is our goal Bring in the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl

We'll fathom the bowl, we'll fathom the bowl, Bring in the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl

From Sull we do get brandy, from Sunder comes rum Sweet oranges and lemons from Feras[?] do come But stout beer and cider are Halflands's control Bring in the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl

We'll fathom the bowl, we'll fathom the bowl, Bring in the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl

My family do disturb me as I lie at my ease, They does as they likes and they says as they please My mother’s the devil, heart's black as the coal Bring in the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl

We'll fathom the bowl, we'll fathom the bowl, Bring in the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl

Oh, my father does lie in the depths of the sea No stone at his head but what matters to me? (*slurred* It doesn't fucking matter) Here's a gallon of strong cider his death to console (Rot in hell Motherfucker) (Fuck you) Bring in the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl

We'll fathom the bowl, we'll fathom the bowl, Bring in the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl

Epilogue
Celestia: What does that mean? Fathom the bowl? Why are we fathoming it? Vieg: We're going to go all the way to the bottom. Celestia: Oh. Vieg: All the way. Celestia: Yes we are.