6CW Chat v.3

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Here we go again!

And I guess the English played no part in that

TwisT wrote:Hardly......scots, Welsh and irish are all bonded by their hate of the English.

Most countries are bonded by their hate of the English - I hate the English and I'm English

Two shows this week sweet

Untrue, scots hate the Irish and english in even measure.

You just have to a pick a side, its the scots not so secret shame.

Dicey Reilly wrote:Two shows this week sweet

A good week for efedding

Paul Mac 6CW wrote:

Dicey Reilly wrote:Two shows this week sweet

A good week for efedding

Good weekend of reading

Afternoon all

Haha, hey! I like the decent Irish, but its an annoying Irish crowd mixed with an annoying English crowd. Least favourite day of the festival

Afternoon Jack

Hey Jack

Dolph - It's just annoying people really - Regardless of the environment - Put a bunch of idiots fuelled by booze into anywhere and you know what's going to happen

Certain events always bring out the knobs especially where drink is involved

Got the job! I start in a month...better find somewhere to live now.

Paul Mac 6CW wrote:Hey Jack

Dolph - It's just annoying people really - Regardless of the environment - Put a bunch of idiots fuelled by booze into anywhere and you know what's going to happen

Lots of fun?

A shaven headed hooligan such as you Mat would say that

I think you're all just getting old!

I've been old for a while but even before that I was not a fan of drunken idiots

I'm sure they love you tut tuting while drinking your Earl Grey

I can't stand beer muscles. Funny drunks are alright.

Depends what they're like. Some are harmless, I'm no fan of the ones who just try to cause unnecessary aggro for everyone else. But in fairness, you find people who act like that even when they aren't drunk.

I hate sitting in a pub having a quite pint and a load of loud idiots come in but saying that I don't mind being a loud idiot from time to time lol

Sometimes you're a quiet one when the mood takes you

I'm a very placid man Twist, almost Buddhist like

I hate the paranoid drunks who quickly become the angry drunks - I am quite a sarcastic person and my humour tends to enrage the simple minded angry drunk quite easily

My circle of friends are quite loud drunks -In the sense that you know when they are in a bar because that's all you can hear - My wife is the loudest drunk of them all - It really is a sight to behold

Just show her this

Spoiler:

I make sure I'm never the designated driver if I know Kelly will have a few. I'd rather be drunk and see that in all its glory, than sober.

Well done Viper btw

I can't drive so no problems for me there

Designated driver is the worst, apart from it does help save money!

You still have to repay some of those lifts back Mat. I don't mind it, but as I get older I get more and more grumpy when it comes to the end of the evening.

Luckily, I drove to curry night last week so don't have to this week, which means Guinness for me tomorrow! Result.

You can keep it. Guinness gives me headaches.

So what's the story of St Patrick? Did he slay a leprechaun or something?

He mashed the first potato

In my younger days, 18ish. In my wisdom, at a midweek pub quiz I decided to try Guinness for the first, this was also the same night I decided to try Newcastle Brown Ale. So off i plodded with a drink rotation plan.

Have never set foot on that pub again, or drank Guinness or Brown Ale. I can still feel the head pounding today

Dolph

Dicey will have something to say about that. Wonder how many mashers the average irish household has?

I know the feeling Nay. I do like Spitfire but only slowly over a Sunday dinner. Did you chuck up?

Just read that Master's promo. Top notch stuff. If that Wood feud happens, then it will be very good. Think it all hinges on how Jones poisons Woods mind.

no doubt I did, there were many a night I spewed.

night outs only truly started after a good spew. Just chew some chewing gum, smoke a fag and away yougo again.

It was pretty much my binge half time interval. Chuck up, make some room and then have a kebab.

I'm generally ok with most lagers and beers - Wine is a no go since a hotel incident when my wife and I were first dating and tequila is off limits since our honeymoon

Off topic QOTN - What is the worst drunken escapade you have ever had?

Wine and beer is off limits for me in one night. Mixing them, even for 2 pints of beer and a free bottle of wine nights, is a serious no no.

Worst escapade? Pfft how long you got?! Nicking 6 batches of next morning papers from a newsagent front door and given them out to anyone I saw? Or maybe waking up an entire dorm trying to calm my Canadian mate who swore blind he had his fags nicked and calling everyone English c u next Tuesdays. Or how about helping to take a drunk friend home, tripping over and headbutting a parked cars wing mirror off.

Passing out in a nightclub toilet and having distant memories of being dragged by two bouncers across the dance floor. I woke up at home happy to see my wallet (with cash) and phone still with me! But scary that I have absolutely no memory of getting home.

Have gotten wasted many a time but at least have some shred of recollection.

Im not sure, lots to pick from.

On holiday in Kavos, I once punched a really butch lesbian (so manly looking from a drunken distance) thinking she was a bloke starting a fight with an attractive blonde.

Visions of being a hero and getting the girl overtool me and I ran about 100 yards through the crowd that had gathered to watch,  big jump into a drunken superman punch.

Followed by shouts of what the ****, the wifey gained her senses and then starting trying to fight me. I didnt know what to do so just slowly  tried to disappear as the wifey kept pushing me asking if I dlwt like man punching a woman In front of the huge  crowd.

I suppose drunkenly punching a parked car because it may have belonged to the mum of a bloke who slept with my girlfriend many years earlier. My hand bounced off the glass so all I damaged was my pride...

Or inviting a girl I knew back to mine, I was already at home having seen her in the club, about 2am I text her and I woke up about 8am to missed calls, and texts along the lines of "I'm on my way", "I'm outside", "why wont you let me in?", "why are you messing me about?" and "I've had enough, I'm going home"

Was she hot? Did you regret that in the morning?

Worst was probably when I fell asleep in a strip club, just after lending my last fiver to my mate so he could have a private dance.

Other than that, just the usual stuff. Never had a fight actually, got the same friend as above into one though

What kind of strip club was that when you get a private dance for a fiver?!

Puked on a bus in the seat next to me, assumed no one saw (everyone saw) so skipped off the bus at the next stop, puked so much in the pub we went to that random people were asking me if I was ok through the door, fell asleep in an alley and the people I was with actually walked past me cos they thought I was a tramp, had to drive home the next morning hungover as Frak.

That was my one and only night out in Cheltenham. The drive from Cheltenham to Lincoln on 3 hours sleep and hungover as hell was not fun.

Most of my drunken stories have a point in them where I go to the toilet and try and have a Poopie because I think that will solve my problems, but invariably that idea is one that comes up when i'm too drunk to force it down and I puke everywhere

TwisT wrote:What kind of strip club was that when you get a private dance for a fiver?!

Haha, it was £40, he had £35!

Mat wrote:

TwisT wrote:What kind of strip club was that when you get a private dance for a fiver?!

Haha, it was £40, he had £35!

Didn't she not accept a credit card swiped down her crack?

Obviously not!

I was kicked out of a pub for drunkenly, but sincerely, asking the toilet attendant if he enjoyed his job.

This Friday I was dragged up off of the floor after doing the first part of the Hulk Hogan finishing thing, with the punches, the Hulking up and then the big boot, before asking to be leg dropped. My friends had to drag me up before I was kicked out.

Once was noble and stopped some guy in the street attacking his girlfriend, lost all nobility because I ran away in a deliberately stupid way, shouting at him that he had a shít beard and doing the DX crotch chop.

I am very bad at speaking to strangers, had many a story of that. Including drunkenly asking a man who looked slightly foreign... "What are you?".

I used to work in the CEO's office on my leaving do I was taken straight to soho for a few drinks - Many hours later I and a colleague stumbled out of a bar to be greeted by sunlight, realising it was morning we went straight to work

I spent the day rotating between being asleep in the toilets or violently being sick

On my lunch break I made it to the sandwich shop but at the sight of food I threw up in the bin outside - As I finished a tourist looked at me strangely so I smiled and said I wouldn't eat in there if I were you