Ooooooh Me Head!

#1
At work early this morning after an all nighter. Feel feckin' lousy but had a great time. Had a couple of "Pink" smarties to keep the pain away. It seems I'm now a gay icon in Calais due to the fact i was the only one in town in a kilt. I've never seen so many photo's of my hairy arse.

Still, only 8 hours to go until my shift finishes.

Happy New Year all.

Mac
 
#2
Great stuff. The strongest drink I had last night was a cup of instant coffee. Woke up this morning feeling great and am just about to go for a 10 mile run. Happy New Year to all you Arrsers.
 
#3
happy new year all, feeling a tadge delicate,, and tired..i also stink like a frog garlic factory , god only knows what i was eatting...
 
#4
pupgreen said:
happy new year all, feeling a tadge delicate,, and tired..i also stink like a frog garlic factory , god only knows what i was eatting...
Frogs with garlic? Check your pond to see if any critters are missing.
 
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#5
No sore head for me.

I was in bed for 2230 and tutted at the fireworks.

Probably due to the bottle of bushmills I caned the night before!

Happy new year all!
 
#6
Bottleosmoke said:
No sore head for me.

I was in bed for 2230 and tutted at the fireworks.

Probably due to the bottle of bushmills I caned the night before!

Happy new year all!
Makes two of us... me in my own bed of course :oops:
 
#8
This so-called government have told you time and time again "Binge drinking is bad for you, never mind those you throw up all over"!

Self abuse is fun until you have over done it, then it makes you sore!

Cure "Bruffin a good antacid and 10 minutes on oxygen"! :oops:
 
#9
Wakey wakey ! my head is fine but somehow the house has started spinning and the electronics on my wheelchair are buggered, but worst of all ,them damm fireworks in the middle of the night, that realy fugs me up for a couple of days , so the first footers are now met by a grumpy , unsteady, ex squaddie who's been under fire during the night and cant get the wheelchair to the fridge for " medicine "
Cant wait untill next year !


WW
 
#10
Happy newyear all! Ooohh yeah my head! After guzzling down lager all night long my bezzer thought is was a good idea to drink a few glasses of my Drambuie on the side... BAD IDEA !!!!! Man ,that knocked me intstantly off my feet! After 24 year of professional alcoholism i should have known better! :roll:
 
#11
wheelchairwarrier said:
Wakey wakey ! my head is fine but somehow the house has started spinning and the electronics on my wheelchair are buggered, but worst of all ,them damm fireworks in the middle of the night, that realy fugs me up for a couple of days , so the first footers are now met by a grumpy , unsteady, ex squaddie who's been under fire during the night and cant get the wheelchair to the fridge for " medicine "
Cant wait untill next year !


WW
Sign of a good night eh 8)

Happy New Year.
 
#17
My head wasn't too bad, but my stomach is another thing altogether.

I know, I know, you should never mix alkyhol with 'food'. What was I thinking :?
 
#18
Working on the basis that the majority of 1st Januarys have been spent through fogged eyeballs, a crazy paved skull, a mouth that tastes like Achmed's shoe rack and an insatiable desire to shovel as much junk food down my throat as inhumanly possible I adoped a bit of PPPPPPP and stocked up on Crisps, OJ, dips, cheese spread, Brufen, Paracetomol, mouthwash and also bought a Chinese before going out which went into the fridge ready to go into the nuke today.

And by God, it has all come in handy today!!! :lick:
 
#20
Having got one of those sets of revolving optics for Xmas (what on earth was the wife thinking?), New Years Eve quickly descended into a night of playing "Spin the Bottle." With 4 optics, you win (lose?) every time.

The nibblies went down fast, all except those with the disgusting spicy taste, which nobody else would touch. I managed to finish those off at 4am, then went to bed.

I tried to surface several times, but was beaten back by the glaring sunlight penetrating through the bedroom curtains, eventually arising on a semi-permanent basis at 10pm. Two warmed-up pasties, a gallon of tea, then back to bed, having successfully resisted the temptation of a quick game of Spin the Bottle before bed-time.

I've survived yet another one, it seems.
 

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