tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901702009333888557.post1926592134657552279..comments2024-01-31T07:40:59.333+00:00Comments on I Have Seen The Whole Of The Internet: Hangover finalistsJoanne Caseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04812083357123365446noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901702009333888557.post-59244836123100379702008-05-25T19:29:00.000+01:002008-05-25T19:29:00.000+01:00The Man... did your dog put you in the recovery po...The Man... did your dog put you in the recovery position?Joanne Caseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04812083357123365446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901702009333888557.post-25284544909410159942008-05-24T17:55:00.000+01:002008-05-24T17:55:00.000+01:00That first one brought back memmories when I was a...That first one brought back memmories when I was around 20 years old. I had way to much to drink and passed out and if I didn't have my dog with me I may have died from my own vomitThe Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17793287196095747463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901702009333888557.post-9591775629104604132008-05-21T18:45:00.000+01:002008-05-21T18:45:00.000+01:00Isty, I've only ever mixed creme de mente with Bai...Isty, I've only ever mixed creme de mente with Baileys...sounds jivin'.Joanne Caseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04812083357123365446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901702009333888557.post-72781470213692674262008-05-21T18:14:00.000+01:002008-05-21T18:14:00.000+01:00Green Bastard is a snakebite mixed with creme de m...Green Bastard is a snakebite mixed with creme de mente...lethal.Istvanskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00300986800641512516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901702009333888557.post-14520987565258021762008-05-20T21:04:00.000+01:002008-05-20T21:04:00.000+01:00Chazza, I'm a bit like that, always make sure ther...Chazza, I'm a bit like that, always make sure there's something to barf into, a hangbag or shoe is a good option, lol.<BR/><BR/>MM, it would surprise you how many peeps have done that, it's usually someone elses wardrobe from what I hear :-)<BR/><BR/>Ist, what the hell is a Green Bastard? Sounds like an episode of Trailer park boys.Joanne Caseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04812083357123365446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901702009333888557.post-59957388278493259682008-05-20T20:58:00.000+01:002008-05-20T20:58:00.000+01:00Deadman, your tenant has no idea you saw that...lo...Deadman, your tenant has no idea you saw that...lolJoanne Caseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04812083357123365446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901702009333888557.post-35228116793089352462008-05-20T19:47:00.000+01:002008-05-20T19:47:00.000+01:00That bottom picture, what on earth did that poor w...That bottom picture, what on earth did that poor watermelon do to that drunkard. Reminds me of the days when I used to drink "Green Bastards"...at least I choked on my own vomit.Istvanskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00300986800641512516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901702009333888557.post-14060512073094754922008-05-20T15:22:00.000+01:002008-05-20T15:22:00.000+01:00When I was 18yrs. I went on "one of my first" drin...When I was 18yrs. I went on "one of my first" drinking sessions.<BR/>To be honest I hated the taste of beer, but on this particular occasion I managed quite a few bottles (Carlsberg Special. I never touched it ever after Carlsberg that is) I don't remember getting home until the next morning my Dad dragging me out of bed - you can guess what when I tell you what happened next<BR/>I tell you it all came back to me right quick - I had ventured to the toilet during the night, managing to make it some how to my parents bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and pissed into it - and I never pissed in anybody’s wardrobe, press, or draw, again.<BR/>That is absolutely true- cross me heart and hope to die.Momentary Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05314884356743431845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901702009333888557.post-9916324162021930312008-05-20T02:46:00.000+01:002008-05-20T02:46:00.000+01:00Boy we do see some sights of when people have been...Boy we do see some sights of when people have been on a heavy nights lashing...Fortunate for me I was told I was an organised paraletic.<BR/><BR/>On one of these occasions at a party a friend of mine put me to bed when I flopped on her lounge floor. Apparently when she came to check on me (I have no idea of all this). There was a carrier bag tangled around my arm. On lookin' YES YOU GUESSED WHAT WAS IN IT. . <BR/><BR/>My mate couldn't believe I had found a carrier bag in the state I was in, chucked up what I had to, and collapsed back to sleep...Oh to be young again...lol xchazzahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05579100581636166169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901702009333888557.post-69984183471629925752008-05-20T00:34:00.000+01:002008-05-20T00:34:00.000+01:00True story:When I managed an apartment complex I w...True story:<BR/><BR/>When I managed an apartment complex I was heading out to work one morning and a car parked next to my truck was idling with two people in it. One was a tenant of ours, the other her boyfriend.<BR/><BR/>They looked to be passed out. When I looked closer I realized they <I>were</I> in fact, passed out.<BR/><BR/>He with his pants unzipped and she with his willy half in her mouth.<BR/><BR/>Since his window was open I decided they weren't in danger of asphyxiating so I drove off and left them to their own devices.Deadmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08449318388713585299noreply@blogger.com