Head pounding? Check.
Mouth dry? Check.
Liver complaining? Check.
Wallet emptying? Check
Bowels loosening? Check
Poo blackening? Check.
Oh, it’s a fun time of the year, isn’t it?
Head pounding? Check.
Mouth dry? Check.
Liver complaining? Check.
Wallet emptying? Check
Bowels loosening? Check
Poo blackening? Check.
Oh, it’s a fun time of the year, isn’t it?
ah yes , I really miss the oul Guinness
Going by that list, it’s that time of year every day here!
That’s right Grandad the only extra is being mesmerised by the f’k'n coloured lights!
And going to Mass the next morning, even if you didn’t drink, is actually painful… It’s like the priest KNOWS….
Just asked one of Tesco’s halfwits if they had any Easter eggs and he said why should we it’s not Easter, I said you have flowers but it’s not Mothers day.
“Oh, it’s a fun time of the year, isn’t it?”
no.
And going to Mass the next morning, even if you didn’t drink, is actually painful… It’s like the priest KNOWS….
Hehe,mass, who ever heard the likes of it, your a fucking scream catholic.
You do it to yourself, you do,
That’s what really hurts…
You do it to yourself, you do,
That’s what really hurts…
Careful now – that sort of thing leads to strangly wanks.
Yes it really really hurts. Thanks for helping me share that brian t,your a true christian.
Excuse me,I’m off for a strangly wank.
“And going to Mass the next morning, ” Do people still go then ? I thought that Mammon had taken over but perhaps there’s no difference…
mammon, with a bit of sodom and begorrah thrown in
Bon Nadal,con amour, hombre.
waiters pockets bulging with cash? Check
waiter has new collection of lost property that in 2 months become his? check
waiter knows what you all did as he was sober and the rest of you were blocked thus giving him the advantage mwahahahah? Check
Have a good one Twenty……
Guinness does test our sewage infrastructure.
Cunt (just in case it was missing….check)
If you think this week’s bad, wait until New Years Eve when all the amatuers get into the act. They’ll be pukin all over themselves and anyone near them — shittin’ in their pants and spoiling everything for us professional drinkers who do such things in private.
Merry Christmas Twenty x x x
““And going to Mass the next morning, ”
Do people still go then?”
Yes, there are still people who go to Mass…
Unfortunately sometimes…