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Mourne Kransky
21:17 / 29.04.06
I have just remembered the bottle of cognac in the cupboard in the kitchen. Happy happy happy now. Irredeemable misery tomorrow, most like.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
21:18 / 29.04.06
Ah, turns out I'm not dogsitting after all! Sheena The Puppy being mental I can cope with... the reaction from the other dog to having a puppy wanting to play ALL THE TIME when she's ALL GROWN UP, GODDAMMIT!!! can be a bit much for my tiny flat to deal with.

That and Sheena's especially jealous today because I cried about an imaginary robot dog.
 
 
Kali, Queen of Kitteh
13:41 / 30.04.06
While I'm not entirely without the accompanying mental fog that results from going to a friend's art show and drinking cheap beer, I like to think I am more lucid at the moment than I have any right to be.

I'd like to adopt Stoatie's words as my motto as well. 'Cause after all, we will all be fine as long as you leave my beer alone.
 
 
Shiny: Well Over Thirty
23:00 / 17.06.06
Blah, normally when as i'm off me 'ed I 'av the sense to crash at a mate's house, with no internet access. Therefore I have avoided this sort of stupidity up until now. Still I figure me first inebriated post really oughta be in this threas, eh wot! Hmmhp, spilled coke all over my keyboard whilst typing this, so depeneding on whether or not it stops working in a minute this may well be me first and last drunken post.........
 
 
Ticker
03:08 / 22.06.06
I've decided that the installation of tubing into my arm to drain it allows me the right to take my pain killers. I know, can you believe it isn't recreational or some spiritual reason but only angry angry nerve endings? Ah stoney goodness of drifty pharms that dehydrate and yet cause me to drool....screw rainy day pill hoarding! They're mine and I can take them every 4 to 6 hours....

WTF was up with the doctor handling my bloody bandages with out his gloves on? Is he trying to play 'guess which patient has hep c'? Did his hippy republican ass give me hep c whilst digging around my flesh with those hemostats? USE YOUR GLOVES you behemoth sausage arm mangler!

Is there anything more disturbing than watching surgery on your person and not feeling anything except the tug and pull of your inner meat puppet strings? Okay the cool rush of whatever that is coming out of my arm is pretty freaky..must resist the urge to take off bandage and watch the icky poison cat spit leak out...
..and no just because I have tattoos and scarification doesn't mean I enjoy pain you procedure slacking (while very nice person) ER doctor guy!

I really must get the dyke wife a new girlfriend soon. I don't approve of the current shoddy treatment she is getting from her half wife. Ah well.

I love you Barbelush!
 
 
kidninjah
14:37 / 23.06.06
Why am I reading this thread at work. I'm not drunk.
Oops.
 
 
Yay Paul
15:28 / 23.06.06
Haha kidninjah SNAP!

Bestest Friday afternoon ever ^^
 
 
foolish fat finger
21:44 / 01.07.06
it's funny when you are drunk you think you can be very profound, like. but you can't I'm off for a cig. sh*t I dropped it on the floor.

I once emailed a musical hero when I was drunk. that was embarrassing. paste it into 'word', and revise it the next day, that's my advice.

I'm Old Gregg!
 
 
Triplets
01:19 / 02.07.06
I know what Black Russians do, Jimmy.

They make me feel bad.

And you know what? Part of me is starting not to like it!

Gnnaa.






Jim, I'm in a jam.

I need your help.
 
 
foolish fat finger
21:41 / 04.07.06
should I drink the Bell's whisky next, or the Eridge vale cider...?

too late, I drank them both...
 
 
foolish fat finger
21:48 / 05.07.06
should I drink the Polish vodka, or just sniff the floor polish...?

too late...
 
 
foolish fat finger
21:50 / 05.07.06
it'sh getting deshperate- the meths or the turpsh?
 
 
Mon Oncle Ignatius
21:59 / 05.07.06
G'wan... try the aftershave...
 
 
foolish fat finger
22:59 / 05.07.06
aftershave...?! how dumb! who intheir right mind would drink... mmmmm, actually thatsh pretty good...
 
 
Mon Oncle Ignatius
23:01 / 05.07.06
Who indeed...?
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
23:08 / 05.07.06
Are you fuckers talking about me?

bashterdsh...
 
 
foolish fat finger
23:09 / 05.07.06
ya fucker! where the hell am I gonna get more brut 55 at this time of night?!
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
23:09 / 05.07.06
(Incidentally, Blue Stratos is fucking horrible. And the scent, and therefore the flavour, is so strong that four days of three times a day teethcleaning doesn't get rid of it. Or so I hear).
 
 
foolish fat finger
23:12 / 05.07.06
shtoatie, we're notalkin about you, you're me bessht mate, ya fucker... you an me again st the world, eh?!

altogether- "ah coulda bin someone... weell so could anyone..."
 
 
Mon Oncle Ignatius
23:24 / 05.07.06
where the hell am I gonna get more brut 55 at this time of night?!

All-night offies..erm, chemists, of course.
 
 
ghadis
23:40 / 05.07.06
is the toilet down this way?
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
23:41 / 05.07.06
AAAARGH Y'FUCKIN FUCKERSH...


I love you. All of you. And I'm nnot just sayin that cos I'm pished...

fuckers.

YE TOOK MA DREAMS FRMMMMSSSHHH WHNNNMMMMSSSHHHH

Oh BALLS! Nothing sobers one up quite so fast as the realisation that one's beer (put in the freezer to cool down) may now be solid.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
23:45 / 05.07.06
WAHEY!!!
Turns out I took the beer out of the freezer at some point, and just don't remember doing it! It's really really cold, yet still somehow it stays in liquid form!

HOORAY!!!

Gone... are the days of... RAINBOWS!!!
And gone... are the nights of SWINGIN FROM THE STARRRRRRRS!
 
 
ghadis
23:58 / 05.07.06
Theres a big fuck off spider on the desk! It's a sweetie. I'm going to put the spider on the keyboard now and see what it spells out!!! Here goes...


Fuck, he ran off and fell on my foot!.

Oh well.

Good weather for spiders though.

That was one anti climax post! I was hoping for some sort of spider-channeling like Kenneth Grant or Burroughs/Bryson shit. Like a third mind or somthing. Unreliable fucker.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
00:06 / 06.07.06
See? Spiders ARE like football!!!

They're rubbish!!!
 
 
ostranenie
00:34 / 06.07.06
Oh man, am getting all sentimental about unrequited crush from twelve years ago. Definitely time for bed.

(Why? Why didn't he like me? Was it because I was a religious fanatic?)

No, really, time for bed
 
 
stabbystabby
13:53 / 21.07.06
can i just say.... fuckin shweet.
 
 
Saint Keggers
21:38 / 21.07.06
"I know what Black Russians do, Jimmy.

They make me feel bad."


I can really relate to that statement. I was introduced to Black Russians my first year of college. If you drink enough of them you dont need the floor, but if you drink far too much of them you can only focus on the floor (you can also marvel at the floor's dexterity)
And waitresses who give out BR shots like its halloween candy rocked my world.
 
 
Triplets
21:56 / 21.07.06
They're not waitresseses, Kegsy, they're goddesseseses.
 
 
Kali, Queen of Kitteh
01:39 / 22.07.06
I am up with my best mate, big toot, drinking beer and listening to music and posting silly pics on the Lust List.

I think I can convince her to join our legion of surly zoinky crack babies.

God, I hope.

Hey, wait, is that a fresh drink??????
 
 
Saint Keggers
02:04 / 22.07.06
I really like the moniker "Big Toot". Its very One Flew Over The Coockoos nest(Big Chief).
 
 
Kali, Queen of Kitteh
02:05 / 22.07.06
umm...sort of, i guess, in terms of the crazy (but not yet institutionalised)...but not really if you speak the hip and/or hop...
 
 
Kali, Queen of Kitteh
02:07 / 22.07.06
Keggers, big toot is my best mate's rap name. But thanks fer thinkin' she's rad. She is.
 
 
Saint Keggers
02:10 / 22.07.06
Back in what we call Elementary school, my rap name was Classy G/.

I can no longer breakdance as well as I used to.
 
 
Kali, Queen of Kitteh
02:14 / 22.07.06
I bet big toot can breakdance with the best of them. She'd deny it, mind you.
 
  

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