When every wanker's wound up tight,
frigid, fractious, and forthright,
the plebes plugged up with plebescite,
Trim the trad, go troglodyte
It's Boo Time
Another great song by Moxy Früvous from their "You Will Go To The Moon" CD. I'm guessing that the actual definition of "Boo Time" is whatever you make of it; I myself translate it as "time to get out of the office and allow my brain to let its hair down for a while, so to speak." YMMV.