But I learned three things...
1) Binge drinking is not my superpower.
2) When someone says "Let's do shots" say no.
3) Don't throw up in public. It's not big, it's not cleaver and you get puke on your boots!
I looked like a teenager in those news reports about how alcohol abuse is rising and whatnot....Except I'm not a teenager, I'm 39 in two months and I shouldn't be doing that sort of shit anymore!
Apologies to anyone that had the misfortune to witness me vomming into the junction at Clapham Junction, my bad.
Talking of things educational. Congrats to Melissa on her award from Imbibe this week for 'Educator of the year'. Well deserved!
7 comments:
You need to do it in Cardiff if you want to get on the Mails sidebar of shame, fella.
Is it true that craft puke has lumps of focaccia in it rather than carrot?
39? Good god, I had you down as an old 29.
Cookie, Cardiff is for the Pros, I'm just an amateur binger.
Simon - Nah, it just has a natural fizz, added by the crafty keg beer!
Atj - You're a terrible liar but I thank you sir!
Shots. I learnt to leave them alone at least 3 years ago now. Too old for that shit, as Danny Glover said.
Haha, I should really have learnt this years ago. I've just never been very bright...
Yup, stick to hop bombs and not Jaeger-bombs.
You're a disgrace to the beards.
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