@hells-caretaker saidYou get that once they know it is too inflammable to risk cremation!
Amusing question badrager. I've not had a hangover since 2007. Their is a clause in my contract which states: The subjects Liver is be buried separately with honours🚬
@badradger saidWhen I was about 17, my best buddy and I decided to see what hard liquor was all about. My father had a liquor cabinet with gin, vodka, whiskey, bourbon, tequilla, etc., so my buddy and I thought we'd raid his liquor cabinet. But rather than snatching a whole bottle of something, which would leave an obvious gap, we cleverly figured that if we snitched a little from the top of each bottle, he wouldn't notice. So that's what we did, and poured a few millilitres from each sort into one decanter. We then swilled this horrendous 'cocktail' down. I woke up hours later and a few miles away in a public park (still tethered to my clothes, BTW), my buddy nowhere in sight, and dragged myself home. Even to this day, I cannot bear the smell or taste of any hard liquor. (My buddy turned up at school next day we never took hard liquor again.) Beer is fine though.
so how drunk have you ever been.
As an aside, my father smoked unfiltered Camels. My buddy and I decided to find out what smoking was all about, too. To this day, I cannot bear the smell of tobacco smoke either.
@moonbus saidLong ago when Salford docks was Salford Docks, there was a ship called The Westwood Ho in the Pamona Dock which had become a nightclub of sorts. I remember waking up on the toilet floor there at roughly 3 a.m. After a night out somewhere else, after which I never drank whiskey although I never exactly remembered why.
When I was about 17, my best buddy and I decided to see what hard liquor was all about. My father had a liquor cabinet with gin, vodka, whiskey, bourbon, tequilla, etc., so my buddy and I thought we'd raid his liquor cabinet. But rather than snatching a whole bottle of something, which would leave an obvious gap, we cleverly figured that if we snitched a little from the top o ...[text shortened]... d out what smoking was all about, too. To this day, I cannot bear the smell of tobacco smoke either.
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@Hells-Caretaker I got so drunk on my batchelor night drinking pints of Newcastle brown(the wife beater) with a rum chasers, i dont remember getting home someone had undressed me and put me to bed but no one owned up to it , i had puked from one end of the bed to the other.I have never touched Rum since.
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I was thinking [edit] about this first time thing. I do recall at the age of 20 in Brighton having to sacrifice my socks at stupid o'clock because I "Needed to go". The endeavour was both unscsessful & embarassing😒🚬
