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Joren
Special Collaborator
Honorary Collaborator
Joined: February 07 2004
Location: Netherlands
Status: Offline
Points: 6667
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Posted: July 18 2005 at 17:49 |
frenchie wrote:
Joren wrote:
Jim Garten wrote:
I find I am far better at slurring my words, falling over, and picking fights with inanimate objects whilst drunk. |
Me too, and may I add to the list:
When I've had a few cold ones, I am also better at stealing street signs, having a mental breakdown ( @ JrKASperov), throwing with cans, taking a leak on the couch in my sleep (), eating snacks (NACHO'S!!!), eating (A LOT OF) cheese, falling off my bike while standing still, falling off my bike with two more people on it, losing my hat (), crying, writing on the door and on the mirror with water-proof marker (well, I got it off the mirror), listening to Gong or Weidorje, falling off my bike again, talking to total strangers, imitating "Timmah!" from Southpark, lifting people, having deep conversations about the meaning of life, having deep conversations about science-philosophy ( @ JrKASperov), trying to kiss a guy on the cheek (I was still a hippie back then , when I had a few, I loved EVERYBODY), talking to sober teachers (you should NEVER do that when you're drunk) and of course falling asleep on a wooden floor.
I bet frenchie can top that!
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i wanked in my sleep at a house party once without realising. They thought i was sick. I thought the crowd watching me do it were even more sick. Once me and my friends had a 4 hour drunk talk about science, philosophy and the meaning of life and recorded most of it. Kissing guys on the cheek, guilty. f**king dead people... just kidding! After school camping party i got wasted on 50% vodka and exposed my wang, well most of us did. once guy stood over a fire in a dress and burnt his cock. |
You WANKED in your sleep?! O MAN!!!
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Man With Hat
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Jazz-Rock/Fusion/Canterbury Team
Joined: March 12 2005
Location: Neurotica
Status: Offline
Points: 166178
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Posted: July 18 2005 at 18:19 |
frenchie wrote:
Joren wrote:
Jim Garten wrote:
I find I am far better at slurring my words, falling over, and picking fights with inanimate objects whilst drunk. |
Me too, and may I add to the list:
When I've had a few cold ones, I am also better at stealing street signs, having a mental breakdown ( @ JrKASperov), throwing with cans, taking a leak on the couch in my sleep (), eating snacks (NACHO'S!!!), eating (A LOT OF) cheese, falling off my bike while standing still, falling off my bike with two more people on it, losing my hat (), crying, writing on the door and on the mirror with water-proof marker (well, I got it off the mirror), listening to Gong or Weidorje, falling off my bike again, talking to total strangers, imitating "Timmah!" from Southpark, lifting people, having deep conversations about the meaning of life, having deep conversations about science-philosophy ( @ JrKASperov), trying to kiss a guy on the cheek (I was still a hippie back then , when I had a few, I loved EVERYBODY), talking to sober teachers (you should NEVER do that when you're drunk) and of course falling asleep on a wooden floor.
I bet frenchie can top that!
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i wanked in my sleep at a house party once without realising. They thought i was sick. I thought the crowd watching me do it were even more sick. Once me and my friends had a 4 hour drunk talk about science, philosophy and the meaning of life and recorded most of it. Kissing guys on the cheek, guilty. f**king dead people... just kidding! After school camping party i got wasted on 50% vodka and exposed my wang, well most of us did. once guy stood over a fire in a dress and burnt his cock. |
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Dig me...But don't...Bury me I'm running still, I shall until, one day, I hope that I'll arrive Warning: Listening to jazz excessively can cause a laxative effect.
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kingofbizzare
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Joined: March 09 2005
Location: United States
Status: Offline
Points: 520
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Posted: July 18 2005 at 22:27 |
Well, I've got another four years before I can legally drink here, but I'll tell you all what happens when I do.
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The Doctor
Special Collaborator
Honorary Collaborator
Joined: June 23 2005
Location: The Tardis
Status: Offline
Points: 8543
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Posted: July 18 2005 at 22:42 |
I drive the bus to borneo with much more enthusiasm when I'm drunk.
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I can understand your anger at me, but what did the horse I rode in on ever do to you?
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stonebeard
Forum Senior Member
Joined: May 27 2005
Location: NE Indiana
Status: Offline
Points: 28057
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Posted: July 19 2005 at 02:52 |
kingofbizzare wrote:
Well, I've got another four years before I can legally drink here, but I'll tell you all what happens when I do. |
so called "age limitations" on drinking do not stop me.
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kingofbizzare
Forum Senior Member
Joined: March 09 2005
Location: United States
Status: Offline
Points: 520
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Posted: July 19 2005 at 23:15 |
stonebeard wrote:
kingofbizzare wrote:
Well, I've got another four
years before I can legally drink here, but I'll tell you all what
happens when I do. |
so called "age limitations" on drinking do not stop me. |
Well, seeing as my dad is a pastor at a very, very large church
(several thousand people I believe) in a somewhat small-ish town,
there's almost nowhere I could go without someone recognizing me, and
if any of them saw me drunk, my dad would know almost immediately (some
people who know my dad saw me walking away from my school on a field
trip with a bunch of people and told my parents I was skipping school).
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Retroventuremod
Forum Groupie
Joined: July 12 2005
Location: Canada
Status: Offline
Points: 66
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Posted: July 20 2005 at 00:51 |
Hmmmmmmmmmmm
Lets see, I've gone streaking, many a time while drunk - sometimes when sober when the mood is just right
I often find that people who talk science/philosophy bore me when I'm
drunk (they ruin my buzz!). I rarely find the toilet when I need
it, but I always have the tried and trusted plastic bag by me when I go
to sleep.. I've passed out sitting up using a beer glass, or
bottle to prop my head up. I've run into bums downtown -
one trying to sell me gold.......... And MANY MANY
streetmeats!!! (hotdogs sold on the side of the street.
Perfect way to end an evening)
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I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked the Beatles
I asked Timothy Leary
But he couldn't help me either
They call me the seeker
THE WHO!
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