Put 100 bottles of rum up before the mods steal 'em

[Sith kinght pirate]

54 bottles.

[Mr. Skiperdoo]

55 bottles.

-Morgan Freeman narrator-

And so, the Rebleyon officially silenced, and the Grammar Police disbanded, the Grammar Police's Headquarters became a new, swanky night club called "Casa Del Del." It enjoyed tons of customers, much income, and a newfound respect for grammar. And so, the past behind them, the two sides walked hand in hand, into the promising future.

Oh the negotiation skills we all learned from that day.

[Jack Shipsteel]

56 bottles of wondering "Didn't grammar lose in that situation?"

[Mr. Skiperdoo]

57 bottles. No, everyone lost that fight, but everyone won in the end.

[Jack Shipsteel]

58 bottles of consolation rum.

[Mr. Skiperdoo]

59 bottles of remembering the time we got to 219 bottles.

[Jack Shipsteel]

60 bottles of disbelief that there's never been a win in this version of the game.

[Mr. Skiperdoo]

61 bottles of winning is for the mods.

[Jack Shipsteel]

62 bottles of realization that the forumers can never win!

[Mr. Skiperdoo]

63 bottles.

Rumception.

[Jack Shipsteel]

64 bottles of DROOOOOOOOONG!!!

[Mr. Skiperdoo]

65 bottles of goodnight.

[Jack Shipsteel]

66 bottles of heading to bed.

[HammyTheSquirrel]

67 bottles.

[Jack Shipsteel]

68 bottles of a concoction that tastes vaguely of rum.