I can drink 15 pints of Stella and the worst that might happen is I'll tell you I love you but get me on the Gooness and I'll be wanting to fight anyone who breathes the wrong way. Give me whiskey as well and I'd make the national news.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:39, archived)
jack danny, i'm an animal
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:40, archived)
you get well loud and decide rasberry martinis should be banned..haha.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:42, archived)
and can easily do a bottle and be happy. I just can't do it around other people because the slightest thing will set me off. B3ta has seen me on whisky, I'm just looking for a fight, but if I'm alone I'm cool.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:47, archived)
/scotch
Port is another one that sets me off for some reason
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:48, archived)
but i love whiskey..so it's worth it.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:50, archived)
Buckfast does that to me. A bottle of that before I go out and by the end of the night everybody is a fucking cunt and I'll fucking sort it fucking out and what are you fucking looking at, it's none of your fucking business. Aye, that's right, fuck off up the road. Large doner with cheese, no salad.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:42, archived)
unless it's thrown in my face. everyone knows when i'm drunk because i sing the armor hot dog song, very loudly.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:44, archived)
i managed to drink 4 bottles of red wine once in about 2 hours.
now thats hardcore.
altho i did puke everywhere, piss the bed and prior to that make a total arse of myself for some photos.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:52, archived)
me and my mate drank 2 bottles of red wine. we both threw up, she dyed the white tassels on her hall rug with wine puke!
i just pissed the bed ;)
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:55, archived)
and blokes can go piss up a wall/lamppost...by the time us ladies are that shitfaced..well it's either crouching in the curb or pising the bed. the latter is far classier.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 2:05, archived)
that I was indoctrinated to be a psychotic nutcase with no morals or compunction by the army.
The trouble is they offer you no way of dealing with that when on the outside. too much of a cocktail seems to regress me to that state. It's why I avoid bashes when I know there are people there who have been arsey with me. The seed is already there to kick off and a few drinks could easily do it.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:53, archived)
make anarse of myself or bump into someone who heard something awful about me or someone will say something to me and then i'll call them a cunt and probably punch them.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:56, archived)
Nah, not like that for me. I'm more inclined to try and sort everything out. I've woke up with my arm covered in blood, which turned out to be me breaking up a fight between two complete strangers outside Hamilton Palace.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:59, archived)
and only 1% the instigator. I'll stick my nose in any row in a bid to sort it out. Had a few to many fights that way too. I truly hate battling and if I can spill my silky bullshit to calm things down ( even if that means a couple of veiled threats ) I will do. Like I said, it's all about the booze and my state of mind.
(, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 2:03, archived)
