Kettle One and Club Soda with a lime. Started off at my favorite dive bar, but got kicked out at 9pm when there was a bartender switch. The girl who came on shift kicks me out every time she's working. This has been going on for about 3 years ever since I kind of told her that she was dressed like a slut. I also texted her back then to tell her she has a big, juicy fat ass. And I think I told her the tattoo she has on her back that' supposed to be a red sun with radiant heat waves coming off it just looks like a bloody bullet hole. Strangely, when she isn't working, we get along great. She recently hugged me and told me she loves me and thinks I'm a great guy.The cute girl who went off shift at 9 recently gave me her number, but she won't reply to me and I assume it's because she talked to the other bartender about me.
From there we proceeded to a backup bar that has mostly the same type of crowd. The only cute girl there was in the smoking lounge with some dorky dude who kept telling horrible jokes all night. It threw off my game and I asked her for her number too soon. She just started working at the bar, so I'll see her again. She said she'd like to go hunting.
Tried to go home after that but got a text from a friend across town and got dropped off at the bar he was at. We both popped Molly and I proceeded to try to keep myself amused. I bummed a cigarette off the girl next to me at the bar and for no apparent reason I told her that her mother is a whore. She punched me and stormed off. But she came back. She's given me a number of different names, so I've just started calling her "5 Names." Then she came up with another name, so now she is "6 Names." I grab her jiggly ass every time I see her until she stops me and tells me I'm being inappropriate. I think of it as "our little thing."
At 3am, I met a girl with several missing teeth. She had the names of her children tattooed on her fingers and one was named Hermione, but not after the Harry Potter character. I got her number after she told me she was an independent seamstress (whatever that is) and could stitch me a canvas cover for my BBQ grill. I talked her into driving us home. She had an interlock device on her car, but somehow fooled it and blew a .000 and then immediately sideswiped the pickup truck next to us while pulling out of her parking space. She tried to drive away, but the pickup owner stopped her. Luckily my friend knew him and he let her go without calling the police. She dropped us off but wouldn't come in with me. Her name was Pepper Jane.
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Im down to 3 and 4 days per week of drunk. I work 12 hour shifts at my job and had to struggle not to drink on workdays. Just not feasible. This caused curious dreams for a while. Dreams of numbers and sequences of numbers with missing bits. The agitation was enoumous. Even more curious are the things that occur now on the days I do drink. Ive ended up naked outside twice. I was not discivered because my home is fairly isolated and sits back from the road. I left a tuna sandwich out on the counter overnight and it was covered with flies. I threw it outside and later saw a skunk eating it. My relationship to alcohol is evolving but not purely in the Darwinian sense. But yeah today is one of my days off and I will be drinking tonight. Im all on my phone, no computer. So I you care to you can picture me drunk and masturbating with a cheap snartphone inches from my face with Gia Jordon pornography on it, and that will be accurqte because that is what I intend to do. I realize mos
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...but like I tried to say I realize many of you are on the west coast so if you want to participate in this with me adjust your timestable to EST. :drunky:
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I locked myself out of the house without my shirt on once. Luckily, my grandmother lived next door and had an arctic entryway where she kept her wheelchair. I passed out on that and almost gave her a heart attack when she opened her door in the morning. She gave me a tiny brown sweater to wear that I could only button the middle button on. I remember wearing that and laying out in the sun on a lawn chair while some woman locksmith picked my lock. "Wow! That must've been some drinking party last night!" was her comment. Oh, I also jumped out of a moving vehicle that night when my friend was taking me home. I guess I didn't want him to have to come to a complete stop.
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I just had a bout of the (mostly) dry heaves. I did spit out something pink, but I can't tell if it's blood or just pizza sauce from the late-night pizza binge after getting home.
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Kettle One and Club Soda with a lime. Started off at my favorite dive bar, but got kicked out at 9pm when there was a bartender switch. The girl who came on shift kicks me out every time she's working. This has been going on for about 3 years ever since I kind of told her that she was dressed like a slut. I also texted her back then to tell her she has a big, juicy fat ass. And I think I told her the tattoo she has on her back that' supposed to be a red sun with radiant heat waves coming off it just looks like a bloody bullet hole. Strangely, when she isn't working, we get along great. She recently hugged me and told me she loves me and thinks I'm a great guy.The cute girl who went off shift at 9 recently gave me her number, but she won't reply to me and I assume it's because she talked to the other bartender about me.
From there we proceeded to a backup bar that has mostly the same type of crowd. The only cute girl there was in the smoking lounge with some dorky dude who kept telling horrible jokes all night. It threw off my game and I asked her for her number too soon. She just started working at the bar, so I'll see her again. She said she'd like to go hunting.
Tried to go home after that but got a text from a friend across town and got dropped off at the bar he was at. We both popped Molly and I proceeded to try to keep myself amused. I bummed a cigarette off the girl next to me at the bar and for no apparent reason I told her that her mother is a whore. She punched me and stormed off. But she came back. She's given me a number of different names, so I've just started calling her "5 Names." Then she came up with another name, so now she is "6 Names." I grab her jiggly ass every time I see her until she stops me and tells me I'm being inappropriate. I think of it as "our little thing."
At 3am, I met a girl with several missing teeth. She had the names of her children tattooed on her fingers and one was named Hermione, but not after the Harry Potter character. I got her number after she told me she was an independent seamstress (whatever that is) and could stitch me a canvas cover for my BBQ grill. I talked her into driving us home. She had an interlock device on her car, but somehow fooled it and blew a .000 and then immediately sideswiped the pickup truck next to us while pulling out of her parking space. She tried to drive away, but the pickup owner stopped her. Luckily my friend knew him and he let her go without calling the police. She dropped us off but wouldn't come in with me. Her name was Pepper Jane.
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I locked myself out of the house without my shirt on once. Luckily, my grandmother lived next door and had an arctic entryway where she kept her wheelchair. I passed out on that and almost gave her a heart attack when she opened her door in the morning. She gave me a tiny brown sweater to wear that I could only button the middle button on. I remember wearing that and laying out in the sun on a lawn chair while some woman locksmith picked my lock. "Wow! That must've been some drinking party last night!" was her comment. Oh, I also jumped out of a moving vehicle that night when my friend was taking me home. I guess I didn't want him to have to come to a complete stop.
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I just had a bout of the (mostly) dry heaves. I did spit out something pink, but I can't tell if it's blood or just pizza sauce from the late-night pizza binge after getting home.
Steezo will leave some barfly a little Alaskan with fetal alcohol syndrome he won't pay child support for when he gets found with a vomiticle in his mouth, a bloody shirt, pants soaked in piss and abrasions all over his body.
No kids. Probably won't have any. I do have a cat and for a while my big worry was that I might flop down on her while drunk and kill her like Christopher Moltisanti did to his girlfriend's little dog on the Soprano's. But my cat is too alert to let something like that happen to her.
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No kids. Probably won't have any. I do have a cat and for a while my big worry was that I might flop down on her while drunk and kill her like Christopher Moltisanti did to his girlfriend's little dog on the Soprano's. But my cat is too alert to let something like that happen to her.
Steezo drunkenly conquers the willing, unwanted kids follow.
The barfly will puncture condoms and/or inject itself with his slerp.
Kitty gets dosed with every feeding for penile colonics.
Call PETA, Alcoholics Anonymous and the cops already.
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I hear ya on the older ya get, the longer the hangover lasts. Even if I'm going out to get good and boozy, I try to just do it on Fridays, so come Monday I'm human again.
And now, in addition to nearly a year without drugs, I have been off the sauce for 34 consecutive days and still going strong. This time it is a deliberate choice. Here's the weird thing: Since hitting two weeks without alcohol, the Admiral's cock is now harder and longer than even in his 20s. Waay up over the belly button. Unfortunately, for the first nut of the day the Admiral's cock now finishes up more quickly than even in his teens. The refractory period has shortened considerably after entering the sober life, but still, the Quick Draw McGraw phenomenon is disconcerting. Hopefully that's going to work itself out going forward.
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I locked myself out of the house without my shirt on once. Luckily, my grandmother lived next door and had an arctic entryway where she kept her wheelchair. I passed out on that and almost gave her a heart attack when she opened her door in the morning. She gave me a tiny brown sweater to wear that I could only button the middle button on. I remember wearing that and laying out in the sun on a lawn chair while some woman locksmith picked my lock. "Wow! That must've been some drinking party last night!" was her comment. Oh, I also jumped out of a moving vehicle that night when my friend was taking me home. I guess I didn't want him to have to come to a complete stop.
This reminds me of passing out shirtless and the mosquitos having their way with me.
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Good times! Great hanging out with JB and Fatman. Though my first drtink was so weak it barely looked like iced tea. Then I went to some Fashion Week shindig and showed up late.
^^^My cat is fucking awesome. She's in the pet pic thread.
Drinking some kind of organic vodka with diet 7Up. Liquor n' late lunch, then switching to Bacardi/Cola later to have with chicken fingers while watching season 8 of Trailer Park Boys.
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Be sure to have some white bread on hand. That's all those boys ever eat.
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Be sure to have some white bread on hand. That's all those boys ever eat.
Ahem.
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Oh yeah, and fire roasted ravioli
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vodka martinis - some inexpensive Swedish vodka (Svedka) and Noilly Prat. Forgot the olives. Lemon rind will have to do.
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For the price, Svedka is a great vodka. I've mostly been drinking Grey Goose at home and Kettle One at the bars. The better the vodka, the better (more accurately, less bad) I feel the next day.
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For the price, Svedka is a great vodka. I've mostly been drinking Grey Goose at home and Kettle One at the bars. The better the vodka, the better (more accurately, less bad) I feel the next day.
I have found that clear liquors have a better effect the next day - Vodka, Gin (only in the summer), Tequila, Moonshine.
I think the "The better the vodka" line can be translated to "The better the liquor"
Any thoughts re Buffalo Trace bourbon? Bought some to sip. It's pretty clean tasting.
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Went to a bday party for a good friend which meant hanging with a crew of drunky drunksters, which is actually kinda rare for me these days. I took it easy with just an 80, 3 15's, and 60 mgs of addy. Good times.
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No kids. Probably won't have any. I do have a cat and for a while my big worry was that I might flop down on her while drunk and kill her like Christopher Moltisanti did to his girlfriend's little dog on the Soprano's. But my cat is too alert to let something like that happen to her.
Steezo drunkenly conquers the willing, unwanted kids follow.
The barfly will puncture condoms and/or inject itself with his slerp.
Kitty gets dosed with every feeding for penile colonics.
Call PETA, Alcoholics Anonymous and the cops already.
Jeez, she wants some Steezo. Don't go to Germany
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Drambuie? I will only drink that with one Italian friend, at his insistence. Then, I make him drink Bourbon.
(Oh wait, sorry...it's Sambuca he makes me drink. I still don't care for Drambuie)
My Dad loved a lil bit of sambuca after dinner and got a kick out of blowing his anise stanky breath at me. I love eating anise/fennel but don't care for the liquer.
no absinthe, but when I bummed through Greece I did enjoy all the homemade Ouzo from the various locales.
I think traditionally-made ouzo has some sort of opiate in it. And for some reason that I can't recall, I have a bottle of Marilyn Manson's "Mansinthe" brand absinthe here. I don't remember being impressed by it.
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Didn't someone suggest that she was actually Katja Kassin? If so, she used to date a dude from Alaska that one of my swinger friends knows.
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Steezo, Mansinthe is terrible tasting. But the most terrible is Lucid. Never drink it. Most bars have it only because of company kick backs. Kubler is less expensive than both as well.
I despise anise. I once bought a case of expensive dark beer from a local micro-brewery that got rave reviews on a bunch of beer sites and when I got it home it had a really strong anise flavor. It was a shame because it had really great body and looked great in a frosted glass but the anise made me want to puke. I ended up giving the case to an alcoholic neighbor who then complained to me for 2 weeks that the beer I gave him was too thick for his taste but he drank it in one night anyway.
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White Sambuca is good when it is chilled, which takes away some of the syrupy stickiness on your tongue.
Black Sambuca is horrid, way to thick, syrupy and sweet, and leads to green poop if you consume large amounts.
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Put that in the Tritone thread
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Apparently I still have a good palate. Either that or being diabetic has made me sensitive to sweets, but I just made a drink with some Alaskan Truuli Peak Vodka and instantly knew something was wrong. It's distilled with 5% honey. Blech!
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Did I read somewhere about a marijuana, "laced" I guess you'd call it, Absinthe? I swear I saw that. I don't drink, but I'd try that shit for shits and giggles.
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