― Aimless (Aimless), Thursday, 28 July 2005 23:39 (nineteen years ago)
― еdë §téè£ (еdë §téè£), Friday, 29 July 2005 03:03 (nineteen years ago)
― Geoffrey Judge ( Ivor Feltersnatch), Friday, 29 July 2005 08:39 (nineteen years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Friday, 29 July 2005 13:49 (nineteen years ago)
― M. White (Miguelito), Friday, 29 July 2005 14:47 (nineteen years ago)
I suppose this admission means my volunteers may approach the task with less than full vigor and confidence. I am willing to take that chance.
― Aimless (Aimless), Friday, 29 July 2005 23:44 (nineteen years ago)
from heny
― heny ELSOM, Sunday, 2 October 2005 11:14 (nineteen years ago)
― heny ELSOM, Sunday, 2 October 2005 11:16 (nineteen years ago)
― Aimless (Aimless), Sunday, 2 October 2005 17:31 (nineteen years ago)
― Zen Clown, Sunday, 2 October 2005 17:41 (nineteen years ago)
― еdë §téè£ (еdë §téè£), Sunday, 2 October 2005 23:08 (nineteen years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Monday, 3 October 2005 10:03 (nineteen years ago)
I have no idea as to what you are are refering to. Does this have something to do with hovercraft or is it an "inside" British joke.
You know, Matt, we Yanks can come up with shit like that. Not me, of course, I'm not inventive enough, but Dude or Aimless or Michael I'm sure could could come up with something...
(Hey Zen? You are really, really drunk, aren't you?)
Yeah
(Shut up.)
Ok.
― Zen Clown, Monday, 3 October 2005 10:43 (nineteen years ago)
"question and answer" he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer night, running the blade of the knife under his fingernails, smiling, thinking of all the letters he had received telling him that the way he lived and wrote about that-- it had kept them going when all seemed truly hopeless.
putting the blade on the table, he flicked it with a finger and it whirled in a flashing circle under the light.
who the hell is going to save me? he thought.
as the knife stopped spinning the answer came: you're going to have to save yourself.
still smiling, a: he lit a cigarette b: he poured another drink c: gave the blade another spin.
--from The Last Night of the Earth Poems
― Zen Clown, Monday, 3 October 2005 14:35 (nineteen years ago)
Charles Bukowski (1920-1994)
― Zen Clown, Monday, 3 October 2005 14:38 (nineteen years ago)
It ain't easy...Being a real drunk.
― Zen Clown, Monday, 3 October 2005 14:56 (nineteen years ago)
It isn't easy.
First there is the opening of the bottle (it's OK for Aimless, his man servant does it), then there is the pouring into the glass (or open mouth depending on what you are drinking) Then there is remembering to open your mouth. Many a time there has been an unfortunate lapse in this department leading to having to drink without any pants on. Having to fetch yourself a refill is not without it's problems. Is there a dignified way to fall flat on your face when leaving a bar stool?? NO! is the simple answer to that.
Being a drunk is an extremely hazardous thing to do, and should rank alongside other extreme sports, and I nominate it for inclusion in the Olympics. I hope I have your support in this matter. Please contact Juan Antonio Samaranch to demand it's inclusion. If that sport for wimps known as Ski Jumping can make it so can the Bar Crawl
It could be done as an event similar to the septathlon, and include events such as "The race for last orders" "The jostle for the bathroom" and the "Half marathon stagger" All those in favour raise your right hand, but only if there is a full glass in it!!
― Geoffrey Judge ( Ivor Feltersnatch), Tuesday, 4 October 2005 10:39 (nineteen years ago)
That is the most magnificent salute I can muster.
― Zen Clown, Tuesday, 4 October 2005 12:27 (nineteen years ago)
― M. White (Miguelito), Tuesday, 4 October 2005 13:12 (nineteen years ago)
It's the one where you tongue kiss an ugly old barfly floosie as long as you can while she has a mouth half full of her own fresh puke. Extra points scored for removing her dentures using only your tongue!
― еdë §téè£ (еdë §téè£), Tuesday, 4 October 2005 23:14 (nineteen years ago)
Dude is not a drunk, therefore his membership in this forum is honorary. I shudder to think what he would be like with a snoot-full.
― Zen Clown, Wednesday, 5 October 2005 07:13 (nineteen years ago)
― Geoffrey Judge ( Ivor Feltersnatch), Wednesday, 5 October 2005 11:01 (nineteen years ago)
― M. White (Miguelito), Wednesday, 5 October 2005 17:57 (nineteen years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Wednesday, 5 October 2005 20:03 (nineteen years ago)
But that is just so over the top.
(it's making zen homesick.... don't let him kid ya)
― еdë §téè£ (еdë §téè£), Wednesday, 5 October 2005 21:12 (nineteen years ago)
Rubbish! Modern puke-making techniques are such that you could age it in a plastic lined BOX and the quality would still be equivalent. If you want to save space for long-distance treks, I advise distillation.
― M. White (Miguelito), Wednesday, 5 October 2005 21:16 (nineteen years ago)
― еdë §téè£ (еdë §téè£), Wednesday, 5 October 2005 23:46 (nineteen years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Thursday, 6 October 2005 06:50 (nineteen years ago)
― M. White (Miguelito), Thursday, 6 October 2005 13:09 (nineteen years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Thursday, 6 October 2005 15:12 (nineteen years ago)
― M. White (Miguelito), Thursday, 6 October 2005 16:37 (nineteen years ago)