Two Romans seem to deliver no contest. Send three, so that I may deliver proper tribute!
Every night is a time for drink.
There are many things given to us in this life for the wrong reasons. What we do with such blessings, that is the true test of a man.
I am for wine and the embrace of questionable women.
I am no martyr upon cross, but I would gladly give my life so that those more deserving may live.
I have had my fill of words and tearful farewells,
I have only interest in things I could drink.
It is a curse, being blessed with so much to offer.