You'd have to wonder why we do these things to ourselves,you really would.After the feed of pints yesterday I went home and finished off my Blue Vod. and not content with that I
guzzled all my good wife's Weekend supply of Wine as I was losing my proverbials on the Breeders Cup.
Todays results are as follows ;
(1st.) Wife not speaking,due to wineless cellar
(2nd.) Betfair a/c empty
(3rd.) Tongue like Cow Camel's Clitoris after a Sandstorm.
On the bright side,its pissing rain again today with prospects of more tomorrow,so lets
see how you light bonfires and set off fireworks in that, you wank-faced fuckin' Morons.
(expletives not fucking deleted ).
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It is a black sin to waste comestibles with all the hunger in the world, so you were right to drink the blue vodka, however, because of the totally shit weather, we only stopped for a couple yesterday, which means I can now look down upon you from the great height that only the Scotch Catholic-Calvinist* can occupy.
* A kind of wave/particle duality.
Enjoy your lofty position,good doctor,I tried it but once and found the rarified air to be vastly overrated.
Thank god, I was just sitting here with my coffee staring blankly at the screen, condemning myself and my lusty love of alochol and dancing when I read your post. I am heartened to see I was not the only drunkard yesterday. Tell me AB, do you find you wake up really early if you are hung over and have to lie there feeling guilty until it is time to get up?
Dearest Mz. Cat,I never get
hangovers,But I suspect I'll get the mother of all hangovers should
I ever sober up.
Well while I perish the thought, if you do ever get walloped with one the rememdy seems to be as follows- four neobrofen tablets, four cups strong coffee, bacon butty, jaffa cake. If you do that you should be aas right as rain.
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