The rest of us will carry on since the Gregorian calendar manufacturers lobby will not allow the world to end.
Your party advice is however sound regardless.
I would like to share an experience with you all, about drinking and driving, from last New Year's Eve.
As you well know, some of us have been known to have had brushes with the authorities on our way home from the odd social session over the years.
Last New Year's, I was out for a few drinks with some friends and had a few too many beers and some rather nice claret.
Knowing full well I may have been slightly over the limit, I did something I've never done before - I took a bus home.
I arrived home safely and without incident, which was a real surprise, as I have never driven a bus before and am not sure where I got this one.
nick
but driving is a completely different story. When drunk, take a cab, or a bus, or find a hotel, or do anything but drive.
Even seemingly irresponsible drunken moderators know better that to risk killing someone, or jail, or any of the many bad things that can happen when driving under the influence. Most of the time I simply remove any possibility of me driving by traveling to a foreign country where I would never dream of driving sober, much less drunk.
Too much at stake. Job. Jail. Fines. Lawsuits if you did damage to people or property. Not to mention loss of someone's life. Ain't worth it.
If you feel the need, stay home. Hide your keys from yourself. Put 'em somewhere, and when you get too fucked up you won't remember where you put 'em. Then the next day you'll work your hangover off looking.
I'm not joking. That's some serious shit.
Don't you try to run THAT weak-assed shit by me! Look, why don't you just buy your own banana republic or something? Or maybe North Korea? If you buy that fucking place you can have your own choo-choo to drive around. You can even drive it to Beijing or Moscow and shit. Fuck!
But contrary to popular belief, the owner of said liver does infact stay home when he imbibes unless a responsible party does the driving.
Or when friends and neighbors feel the need call me and use my residence as a place to get shit-faced...
Yeah, right! Like you're the one who's in charge! Fucker! I've suffered enough fucking abuse. I'm in fucking charge! I demand a fucking transplant!
Sometimes what we want and what we get are two different things...
A friend just emailed me that story yesterday, and I was thinking about posting it here. You beat me to it Good one though!
Just in case you forgot, the Mayan Calendar runs out next December.
My needs are simple. Put my boys down with me. Fuck everything else....
The rest of us will carry on since the Gregorian calendar manufacturers lobby will not allow the world to end.
Your party advice is however sound regardless.
As you well know, some of us have been known to have had brushes with the authorities on our way home from the odd social session over the years.
Last New Year's, I was out for a few drinks with some friends and had a few too many beers and some rather nice claret.
Knowing full well I may have been slightly over the limit, I did something I've never done before - I took a bus home.
I arrived home safely and without incident, which was a real surprise, as I have never driven a bus before and am not sure where I got this one.
nick
So much has to come out...
Did you read that thread where he drank with a costa rica girl drink for drink bottle after bottle after bottle , then she started crying? Lol
I would have been sent to the ER after that much lol
on an ambulance not a grey hound
DA
As you well know, some of us have been known to have had brushes with the authorities on our way home from the odd social session over the years.
Last New Year's, I was out for a few drinks with some friends and had a few too many beers and some rather nice claret.
Knowing full well I may have been slightly over the limit, I did something I've never done before - I took a bus home.
I arrived home safely and without incident, which was a real surprise, as I have never driven a bus before and am not sure where I got this one.
nick
great point about dont drive drunk even if the story was fucking lame lol. Almost as lame as that shitty story about flying in from Clevdeland and boy are my fucking arms tired.
I had some really bad cheap dago red with dinner tonight. The funny thing was that after drinking half the bottle, it was only horrible which was a huge improvement from the first sip. Honestly, it wasn't my fault. I'll be flying on New Year's Eve, so I had to drink tonight.
most of you know what happened to my wife at the hands of a fucking drunk driving GD illegal piece of shit!
You could hit a bump and spill your drink!
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