Well I had a bloody good night, apart from the lackof drunken sex but I don't mind. Any way... <Cujo> sup <Cujo> I justgot in from town <Allyx> hey, how's things? <Cujo> had a good St Pratricks day <Cujo> i've got a saw hand <Cujo> I broke it on some wankers face <Allyx> ok <Cujo> well not really but he aint pretty no more <Allyx> lol <Cujo> he came upto me while I was talking to my mate and brother... <Cujo> and asked which hurt more... <Cujo> a kick in th nuts (and then punched me there)... <Cujo> so I interrupted him by breaking his nose and splitting his eye brow <Cujo> but now my fist is alittle painful but it was worth it <Cujo> btw I'm only typing with one hand <Allyx> Damn I didn't know you New Zealanders were so agressive! <Allyx> he bloody desearved it though, good on ya for standing up to the prick! <Cujo> yeah i get fiesty now and then, but if you asked for a beer i'd get you one and if you asked for a punch in the face ... unch:
What a shame that we can't all get together for one good Irish brew or other?! It's said that God invented whiskey so the Irish wouldn't take over the world, but I don't believe that it's worked all that well...
Well I had a quiet whiskey at home, had a huge St Pats planned complete with all the vices (churching, drinking and gambling - no wenching of course) but blew all me money the night before! :errf: O well, blew at least some of it on pints of Kilkenny. :drunk:
The great thing was that after it happened I must've gotten shouted about 3-5 beers (the bouncer talked to me, said that guy had it coming).
A clearer cut case of self-defense is hard to find. He swung first, and you put him down. Nothing says you had to take it easy on him. We call that a two-hit response; you hit him, he hit the floor. :nosebleed *Adds Cujo to the "short list" of who'd I'd like on my side in a fight*
I though it was supposed to be a three-hit response... you forgot the ambulance hitting 60MPH on the way to the hospital!
i mostly drank canadian beer last night, a 40 of molson ice, a canadian, and some jack before going otu at like 12. then i drank somekind of beer dyed green and played a little beerpong...lost in overtime.
Guiness and Jamison for myself. Had a good time although I drank a little more than I intended.:drunk: Wound up praying at the porcelain altar, which earned me no end of dirty looks from my gf. Not that she's a tea-totaller or anything, but we sort of had plans. All was well in the end, I dragged my ass out of bed on time and remembered to say "Happy Aniversary" What was I thinking, the 18th? I mean really, who in their right mind can go out for "a drink" on St. Patty's day. Cheers everyone! And Goodonya Cujo, unlikely but maybe the fellow learned something thay may save his life one day. Cuchlainn.
My (Northern Irish) boss got married on St Pats, to make sure he never forgot his wedding anniversary
That's actualy not a bad idea, probably keep my soberer too. My girlfriend actualy suggested that St. Patty's day would be a good wedding date "if I ever bloodywell got around to asking her". Master of subtlety my girl is. Cuchulainn.
