Originally posted by thunder_snus
Drunken story
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Words of Wisdom
Premium Parrots: only if the carpet matches the drapes.
Crow: Of course, that's a given.
Crow: Imagine a jet black 'raven' with a red bush?
Crow: Hmm... You know, that actually sounds intriguing to me.
Premium Parrots: sounds like a freak to mePremium Parrots: remember DO NOT TURN YOUR BACK ON CROW
Premium Parrots: not that it would hurt one bit if he nailed you with his little pecker.Frosted: lucky twat
Frosted: Aussie slags
Frosted: Mind the STDs Crow
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i got real bad drunk (and coked up) one night (about 25 years ago). Some how or other I found my way to a hospital but thought it was a bar. It was early in the morning so they had the doors locked. Best I can remember I thought the bar was trying to keep me out. I vaguely remember being at "a" door but I was told later that I was trying to kick the door in. I completely blacked out at some point. When I woke up I was strapped down to a bed in a rubber room in the hospital. It was not my worst drunk but it ranks pretty high.
I knew a guy back in the 70's who was a drug dealer. He would smuggle junk and speed from Germany on occasion. He started shooting what we called speed balls one day and was up a couple days. He said he woke up strapped down like i did. Except he had tried to board a plane to Germany with a .45 pistol on each hip like a cowboy.
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