This is where the idea for this thread came from, I am not interested in getting into any online crap with others about the origins of what I post, so enjoy this little ditty, its pretty funny and kinda.....true!
This is where the idea for this thread came from, I am not interested in getting into any online crap with others about the origins of what I post, so enjoy this little ditty, its pretty funny and kinda.....true!
Fark funny .. yup called not ex lovers .. but mum and 2 am or 3 am .. remember it well!!!!
Life is a gift that we have all been given. Live life to the full and ensure that you have absolutely no
regrets.
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I'm confused...I'm just gonna go and pour me a drink.....
Diarrhoea is hereditary - it runs in your jeans
If my nose was running money, I'd blow it all on you...
Right
Not sure what the last few posts have been about but the Op wanted stories about being under the influence.
One of the few that I can relate in mixed company goes back to when I was working in a cannery in Central Otago many moons ago.
We were having the Xmas drinks at one of the local pubs - the boys and I in the public bar and the managers and the like in the lounge bar.
After a [period of time] drinking and playing pool I decided to wander into the lounge bar and have a bit of a yarn with the folk there.
Now.........I am to this day uncertain as to what thought process actually led me to this but after a few minutes I decided to add a bit of entertainment with a song or a joke or a story.
Racking my brains I decided to do a little bit of Arlo Guthrie. A wee song that goes for......15 minutes. So there I stood (swayed) and belted out "Alices Restaurant"
In 3 part harmony
with full orchestration....
Neca eos omnes. Deus suos agnoscet
Ooops! Nothing to be ashamed about at all there
I tend to be a lover not a fighter when I have a few under my belt as others have attested to, but, I can also be fairly not nice too really. Luckily the former outweighs the latter.
If it makes you feel any better I once did a tap dance to on the "Good Ship Lollipop" by Shirley Temple, complete with really good singing, directly after giving my own personal redition of "Wild Thing" by The Trogs at an after Early Childhood Education Conference knees up in Welly town. OMG!!!![]()
Last July I managed to get through a Bottle of Appletons in an afternoon (not a record by any means, eh Mikkel?) and then fell over in the rain on the back deck, falling on my left shoulder while holding a wooden deck chair, yeah didn't want to let that go!!....so there I was, lying in the rain, thinking ''this feels very weird, not to mention wet"!...turns out, I had done something to my rotocuff? or rotacuff?...took six months to really come right.
Damn booze!!!!....![]()
I thought this thread was about the stupid shit some of us will own up to doing when to many sheets to the wind.I could probably write a volume similar to War and Peace myself but modesty forbids.
I have however managed to keep my clothes on at all times!
Except maybe there was that one time at band camp......
Never too old to Rock n Roll.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
I've got miserly tourettes and I don't give a fuck.
Dunno, sounds like you were doing alright. Remember kids, it's not how much you can drink, it's how drunk you can get that matters!
To paraphrase another great quote, Douglas Adams or W.C. Fields I think: "If you can lie down without having to hold onto to something you aren't properly drunk yet."
It is preferential to refrain from the utilisation of grandiose verbiage in the circumstance that your intellectualisation can be expressed using comparatively simplistic lexicological entities. (...such as the word fuck.)
Remember your humanity, and forget the rest. - Joseph Rotblat
I think it was Dean Martin who said that
Do you realise how many holes there could be if people would just take the time to take the dirt out of them?
I remember finding a friend of mine lying on a sunlounger, completely naked, holding on to the retaining wall beside her. I tried to get her to get up so I could put her to bed, she politely told me to Fuck Off! She had just managed to stop the world from spinning, she was not moving. I scouted around and found a teatowel and sort of covered her up (modesty and all that) and left her to it.![]()
Thinking about the person within.....On the few occasions I've been out on the booze cruise with my sons it has become apparent that I have the full spectrum of stereo typical drunken behaviour right here in my very own gene pool.
The youngest is guaranteed to wanna fight everything in sight,even though he couldn't punch his way out of a paper bag.
The oldest just want's to sleep everywhere, strip club, dance floor etc. and the middle sensible one just want's to do everything his sane and respectable life restrains him from doing. Like boating on a park lake at 2 in the morning or eating curry through his nose and putting chips in his ears. It makes for an interesting night out but I think I preferred it when we just made sand castles on the beach.![]()
Oh bugger
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