Well guys my weekend was going fine until last night.
Saturday night I learnt how to make the coolest drink in the world Tequila Sunrise LLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLYYY!
Went to a really nice dinner party thing with mlady. Great food, nice people and the aforementioned Tequila Sunrise. Passed out and woke up with no clothes on in a bed with a naked woman. Nice! Good night all round I think.
Zoomed up to see my friend in his new house. Only been there twice before and didnt have to call for directions this time. Very chuffed.
Started drinking and watching Top Gear where I think they converted the inside of a merc to look like a living room, fire place and all. Very trippy.
Stuffed down a load of chips and then off to the pub.
After many hours of drinking jack, me making my new famous drink and pumping loads of cash into the fruities and those great internet jukebox things it was time to go home. Twoish roughly. Went to get off our stools and get the coats and low and be hold our legs didnt work. It appears that my new favourite drink get you drunk by stealth!
Took over an hour to crawl 500 yards home.
So far so good..........
Well guys and girls this is where it all goes tits up!!! Similar to foralways beer fuelled journal entries I have a problem with texting once twatted. No although I cant speak, walk or even hold my head up I can somehow find my phone and text perfectly well on it.
Under no circumstances must a mobile phone be operated after beer. Just like driving it should be illegal.
Now I will be the first to admit that when past girlfriends have left I have not taken the whole situation very well at all.
When a certain lady left me ( we shall call this Ex B) I was heartbroken and decided that I would go and confide in my bestest friend Todd. After 12 months of Jack Daniels and a new young lady (god knows how that happened, I cant talk to women for shit) life was pretty good.
Left the ex (B) well and truly back in the past and moved on. Still very bitter underneath but hey Im only human.
Since that time Todd being such a great mate slept with a different ex of mine (Ex A) and then moved in with my sister. Im a grown up I can handle that. We still go along very well and had several fights with the beer monkeys and Jack Daniels.
My sister threw Todd out and we carried on as normal.
Well last night in my infinite, beer and tequila fuelled state text the ex (B) a standard how you doing, long time no see message. Got a text back on hour later and after decrypting it learnt that Mr fucking wonderful Todd has planted Ex A, my little sister and no has plugged Ex B.
I now plan to break into their homes and steal one sock from each pair of socks for all the socks they own. And stitch up the remaining sock.
Saturday night I learnt how to make the coolest drink in the world Tequila Sunrise LLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLYYY!
Went to a really nice dinner party thing with mlady. Great food, nice people and the aforementioned Tequila Sunrise. Passed out and woke up with no clothes on in a bed with a naked woman. Nice! Good night all round I think.
Zoomed up to see my friend in his new house. Only been there twice before and didnt have to call for directions this time. Very chuffed.
Started drinking and watching Top Gear where I think they converted the inside of a merc to look like a living room, fire place and all. Very trippy.
Stuffed down a load of chips and then off to the pub.
After many hours of drinking jack, me making my new famous drink and pumping loads of cash into the fruities and those great internet jukebox things it was time to go home. Twoish roughly. Went to get off our stools and get the coats and low and be hold our legs didnt work. It appears that my new favourite drink get you drunk by stealth!
Took over an hour to crawl 500 yards home.
So far so good..........
Well guys and girls this is where it all goes tits up!!! Similar to foralways beer fuelled journal entries I have a problem with texting once twatted. No although I cant speak, walk or even hold my head up I can somehow find my phone and text perfectly well on it.
Under no circumstances must a mobile phone be operated after beer. Just like driving it should be illegal.
Now I will be the first to admit that when past girlfriends have left I have not taken the whole situation very well at all.
When a certain lady left me ( we shall call this Ex B) I was heartbroken and decided that I would go and confide in my bestest friend Todd. After 12 months of Jack Daniels and a new young lady (god knows how that happened, I cant talk to women for shit) life was pretty good.
Left the ex (B) well and truly back in the past and moved on. Still very bitter underneath but hey Im only human.
Since that time Todd being such a great mate slept with a different ex of mine (Ex A) and then moved in with my sister. Im a grown up I can handle that. We still go along very well and had several fights with the beer monkeys and Jack Daniels.
My sister threw Todd out and we carried on as normal.
Well last night in my infinite, beer and tequila fuelled state text the ex (B) a standard how you doing, long time no see message. Got a text back on hour later and after decrypting it learnt that Mr fucking wonderful Todd has planted Ex A, my little sister and no has plugged Ex B.
I now plan to break into their homes and steal one sock from each pair of socks for all the socks they own. And stitch up the remaining sock.
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dixy:
definitly steal the socks!! hehhe! god he needs to keep his pee pee in his pants me thinks!! watch out or next it'll be you!! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
jd_sixx:
if i had a garden then i more than likely would of passed out there lol i hope it went well too!