Yay! The Drunk Thread is Here! Yay! 3/5/10

The Talented Mr Ripley has proved too stressful for the ball and chain. She turned into a ball of whimpering beneath the covers.

Now she is looking for blue penises in my copy of Watchmen.

Vodka does strange things to girls.

 

This was a'ight. My group went to a couple places, somewhere on Main Street but I forget the name. Then to the main Hall which was cool, but nowhere had good or ample food. Plus, there were a couple places that didn't have any business being a stop for a German pub crawl, like a bookish coffee club and a swanky lounge. We went to Hoffbrauhaus for dinner and are resting up at home in case we feel like round II, but bock beer is potent enough to possibly keep us in.

 

My friend is so fucking stupid and desperate sometimes. Sad part is she is so beautiful, yet believes she's not "pretty enough."

Some friendships are so draining, but you just can't cull them either.

 

Does she look like a fishing lure sometimes?

Someone has to be toytoy by proxy.

That hockey game I was at tonight was an amazing game. Back and forth and the underdog won it to go to state. Those kids are getting laid tonight. I drank throughout the game and now am waiting to go out to the bars. So much for "taking it easy".

EDIT: If I can get someone to take a picture of me tonight, it will go up on the beard thread. I've gone 2.5 weeks without shaving (I've done some trimming though). I have no problem growing a thick manly beard.

 

Me, my wife and another couple blasted through five bottles of Red Wine (I think) I have that weird warm fuzzy feeling that can only happen with a good wine drunk.

My head is going to POUND tomorrow......................

 

Red Wine = Awesome Now + Hell Tomorrow

 

There aren't many things that beat a good wine drunk, though.

 

The hot girl that doesn't know she's hot. Hello, wheelhouse.

 

Uhhh, given. Guys can smell the hot girls with vulnerabilites from a mile away. We're like sharks with blood in the water. It's only a small bit a time before we take a bite out of that juicy seal.

 

Yes, yes she does.

 

No worries on the wine I have a hydrocodone left over from my root canal.

Yes pimptress we have all been discussing how your friend is like a big meaty gazelle with an injured leg. A guy who meets her smell's her low self esteem within seconds, it's awful but true.

Now if I were to meet her I would mumble something stupid and spill my drink...*sigh* I hate being married.

P.S.- I asked my wife how many bottles and it was six, then she told me that we paid for the bill.

P.P.S- I absolutely won't score.

P.P.S $44 for a fucking bottle of Shiraz?? It cost more than the Pinot Noir!!!

I'm gonna rub one out to Pimptress's avatar................

 

Jesus, she complains about your masturbating all the time while we're in bed. Next time, focus on her needs.

And, I just felt the need to post this. She makes my guy move.

 

She's passed out.........see WINE POST.

I could try the dead horse..............

 

Don't talk about the female board members like that!

*senses a Shegirl reprimand coming

 

I'm not passed out.

 

Thanks for the update.

 

Stuck in the Industrial Design building tonight waiting on some renderings. Fuck you Hypershot and an even bigger fuck you to finals.

Oh well. Rugby match tomorrow against the division doormat. Gonna be walking off that pitch with a little bit of everybody on my cleats.

 

I know you were worried.

 

Been drinking since 5 EST and still can't shake this hangover. the bar is also swimming in fat chicks again tonight, and that is making it 100x worse...

 

Guess i'll join the red wine thread. Wife is out of town, my boys are in bed and im halfway through my second bottle of malbec. LIFE IS GOOD