Oh My
I truly do love that feeling. The euphoria from a buzz is a glorious thing. Shame? Bah on that! Sadness? Bah on that! Fear? Bah on that! Just wonderful euphoria. Oh. And the lovely taste of booze. Mmm...booze...
If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan Chah
defiance
I could do with some of that right now. Unfortunately I am all out of booze.
Words cast into the uncaring void of the internet.
I was out of booze until I hit up the liquor store earlier tonight and got myself a fifth of 100-proof Southern Comfort.
Eclipse the Moon
Time to bust out the Russian Standard.
I'm having to learn to pay the price
Oh My
I cannot yet purchase such things or drink them in public. I no longer live in a home where holidays are celebrated with booze. That is slightly saddening...
If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan Chah
I'm quite enjoying my newfound privileges of being able to purchase my own liquor and not have to get it through friends or my cousin.
(turned 21 on the 18th of last month)
defiance
You lucky duck you.
Words cast into the uncaring void of the internet.
Oh My
D:
If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan Chah
Proud Canadian
Drinking age of 21 is stupid. I haven't gotten drunk, but I've been buzzed. Go underage drinking!
If you don't like a single Frank Ocean song, you have no soul.
My drinking is no longer underage. Hooray finally being 21!
Eclipse the Moon
Here it's 18. But consider it's, well, here. It ain't surprising.
To become a MAN in Australia (Even if you're a woman), you have to go to a bar in Manly (real place
) and get absolutely pissed. Best night of your life ever.
edited 25th Mar '11 1:33:50 AM by PippingFool
I'm having to learn to pay the price
I'd love to go to Australia and bet wasted, except for the spiders there. Got arachnophobia and all.
Eclipse the Moon
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I have a Huntsman right now in my computer room. She's stilling on the wall.
We call her Wally.
I'm having to learn to pay the price
Now I'd probably have take a knife or blunt object to it.
Wait Huntsmans are as big as dinner plates, right?
Eclipse the Moon
Fuck no! She's a housepet! Unlike that burlap sack of a cat/dog most people own, she actually earns her keep by eating all the cockroaches in the room she is currently in. Huntsmens are also non-deadly, unlike most breeds of spiders in Aussieland (*coughRedbackscoughFunnelwebscough*)
And your thinking of a Clock Spider
◊, an overgrown Huntsman. Wally is no bigger than the palm of your hand (Don't incude fingers or thumbs).
edited 25th Mar '11 3:28:03 AM by PippingFool
I'm having to learn to pay the price
Oh My
Yay! Another person who considers their spiders members of the family!
If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan Chah
Man, it's true - Australian people are that rare mix of crazy and utterly awesome. My hat's off to you.
Anyway, tonight's drink - bottle of Evan Williams.
Proud Canadian
I wish there was more Aussie/Canuck rivalries like there really should be. The two countries are so close in a lot of stats and both are roughly the same age and origins.
If you don't like a single Frank Ocean song, you have no soul.
Eclipse the Moon
I'm glasses.
New Zealand is Australia's Canada.
Always, somewhere, someone is fighting for you. As long as you remember them, you are not alone.
And tonight, I am completely hammered. A pint of Final Absolution (a 10% ABV beeer) plus the pregame three shots of Evan Williams... Then at the Locker Room I had - four Jagerbombs, a double white russian, a shot that I don't remember what it was called, and two shots of So Co. All for a 125lb man.
Feels good man. Oh, and ran into a chick I went to highschool with at the Locker Room. Ah... Good times.
Eclipse the Moon
Exactly
Also, after 3 Beers and 2 shots of Scotch I finished off the Russian Standard mixed with some Madarin (Tangerine) juice. Got totally pissed.
edited 27th Mar '11 1:37:58 AM by PippingFool
I'm having to learn to pay the price
I think my all time record was: one vodka and redbull, 5 beers, two jack and cokes, a shot of tequila, and a shot of Jameson.
And at that time I was only 119lbs.
Proud Canadian
Yeah but it would be like Uk/US arguments, only much more friendly.
If you don't like a single Frank Ocean song, you have no soul.
That state where you are not quite shitfaced yet, but beyond merely buzzed. Where all is right with the world, where you don't have a damn worry or care at all. When things don't seem nearly as bad as your mind makes them. Feels quite good, tropers.