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17th September 2010, 11:22 AM
I need a drink, in fact I need a few. I'm about to kill someone, doing it the slow and painful way... verbally.
Then I'll want a few more drinks.
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17th September 2010, 06:37 PM
Ha! My google ad says "Sick and Tired of Drinking"? HAR HAR HAR. May as well say Sick and tTired of Breathing!!
The Merlot was very nice - is there any more for my intravenous drip? I have just had the hardest week's work in my life for a VERY long time and my poor body is too old for this...:0
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
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17th September 2010, 06:54 PM
deadlylampshade Wrote:I have just had the hardest week's work in my life for a VERY long time and my poor body is too old for this...:0[/FONT]
What? How come? You mean you had to pour your own glass of vino? Or do you mean that the pub next to site had run out of pork scratchings and you had to make do with happy-shopper quaver style type crisps? }
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17th September 2010, 06:59 PM
A hard week's work? Can't be, you still have energy for typing.
Here, put the IV cork on this bottle of Merlot and relax. I've already finished off all the cheap Bailey's-substitute and am having a rummage for something with a bit of bite. I'm not allowed ouzo anymore, after that horrible incident with my friend's grandmother's china.
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17th September 2010, 07:18 PM
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Bier Keller Wrote:What? How come? You mean you had to pour your own glass of vino? Or do you mean that the pub next to site had run out of pork scratchings and you had to make do with happy-shopper quaver style type crisps? }
<<bottom lip quivering>> yes! Since I came back to archaeology, all of the house staff have had to be turned off and I had to WALK to the room with the refrigerator in it and FIND my own drink. It is just not on...but thanks, Su, the IV is great now! (And yes, keep away from the ouzo...it can go off in your hands. Or is that an Uzi?)
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Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
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17th September 2010, 07:44 PM
The combination of Uzi and ouzo is not to be contemplated.
If you find the bottle is getting low, let me know. I'll walk across and change it for you.
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17th September 2010, 09:18 PM
Uzi and ouzo... careful what you pop in yer gob! :I
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17th September 2010, 09:21 PM
Oooh, it's himself!
Cup of tea or something stronger?
*resists comments on gobs .... *
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17th September 2010, 11:18 PM
Tea? Are you trying to kill the man? You saw what happened when he accidentally drank fruit juice this week. His kidneys couldn't possibly cope with a drink that's 99.9999999999999% hot water. A small sherry is the civilised bare minimum. A barrel of Paraffino and a straw for the man please Barkeep.
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22nd September 2010, 06:52 PM
Was it just me who coldn't get onto the web site last night? I was DESPERATE for a drink to try and recover from Robin Hood - Director's Cut, and my favourite bar wasn't available to me!:0
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
Is there a bar in the site hut? Or can this be it?
