Being drunk and thinking you are doing great is the same as doing great for real. Perception is reality.
Just don't be there in the morning to see what she really looks like.
Drinking durring game
- nicolas.b
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that brings up uh... personal problem... thing i have. don't know quite how to describe it.
ok ok, i'll try.
see, i have this thing for.... ugly women. they really turns me on. don't ask me why, they just do. so i go to a party or bar, get a little sloshed, look for the hottest girl in the room (that is to say, the ugliest) and try to work some magic.
sure, i get rebuffed a lot, but sometimes i get lucky, we go home, and the sheets are alive with the sound of our music. all is well, right?
then i wake up in the morning and discover she's conventionally-gorgeous, which gets me so nauseous that i usually hurl all over the bed. which often wakes her up and that makes it even worse. we start to argue. and amid my shrieks of "get out, get out, you horrid thing!!" my head gets wobbly and the walls start to spin around, causing me to hurl some more and usually pass out. but sure enough, i'm quickly re-roused by painful kicks in the ribs (couldn't she have used her slippers?) and reminded that this is "my place, not yours, you monster" and to add insult to injury "you have 60 seconds to get out of here before i call the cops".
ahhh, the sweet bachelor's life.
ok ok, i'll try.
see, i have this thing for.... ugly women. they really turns me on. don't ask me why, they just do. so i go to a party or bar, get a little sloshed, look for the hottest girl in the room (that is to say, the ugliest) and try to work some magic.
sure, i get rebuffed a lot, but sometimes i get lucky, we go home, and the sheets are alive with the sound of our music. all is well, right?
then i wake up in the morning and discover she's conventionally-gorgeous, which gets me so nauseous that i usually hurl all over the bed. which often wakes her up and that makes it even worse. we start to argue. and amid my shrieks of "get out, get out, you horrid thing!!" my head gets wobbly and the walls start to spin around, causing me to hurl some more and usually pass out. but sure enough, i'm quickly re-roused by painful kicks in the ribs (couldn't she have used her slippers?) and reminded that this is "my place, not yours, you monster" and to add insult to injury "you have 60 seconds to get out of here before i call the cops".
ahhh, the sweet bachelor's life.

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here in england we have many,many,,,,,,mmm...many places of research regarding this most facinating subject......we call them ..pubs..and much..hehe..reaserch goes on there....while playing i am often reaserching at the same time and can recomend it...highly...yes....multitasking is ......burp.........highly recomended
i just love it