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actually there isnt any its in the fridge ... I keep most of my swally in the shed and bring it into the fridge to chill it .
For lots of grown up the kids need food reasons but mainly because am a pig and i would just drink whats there no matter what the quantity ......
The ammount of times before I learnt this lesson my wife came down stairs in the morning and found me after a late shift a sleep on the sofa, tv on the free channels pants around my ankles tissues every where .
My generous wife would often say ... poor bloke so tired after work he cant even manage to get undressed for bed properly he is so tired and he looks like he has flu again
Had a similar thing happen to me a couple of times. I woke up on the toilet, pants down, sitting on the bowl, unconscious. Guess I was so drunk I sat down to piss. My girlfriend just turned the light off and left me there. I suppose I had it coming But man, is that a scary way to wake up. First I thought I was blind. Then I thought I was blind and paralyzed because I couldn't feel or move my legs! The worst part was trying to sneak out of the bedroom, all stiff legged and wobbly, without waking her up. You see, there were a few more beers to be drunk
At least you were waking up on familiar territory.
That's Rule 1 - Never get blind drunk at your girlfriend's place. Vice versa for the ladies. Because A. You don't know if she's got any good drunk munchies and 3. You never drive in the morning when you're still half drunk. And C. If you do pass out on the toilet at least you're at home.
Almost forgot the last reason - if you just happen to accidentally call her by her ex-best friend's name she can't make you leave when you're half drunk. Same goes for the ladies.
Actually I was talking about waking up with a stranger.
Yeah, that's a crap shoot - taking home a stranger for the nite. Either you're gonna wake up and feel like you hit the lottery or you're gonna spend the next two hours lying about all the stuff you really really have to do right now while your hung over and sneaking sips to steady the floor. Ah, ya win some, ya lose some.
I can dig it!! I used to have my pic up on the wall at a local joint and my own permanent seat at another. Brass plaque on the bar with my name at the second. Man those were the days...
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