From: Jane & Chris (greenpea@interlog.com) Editor's Note: This picks up after Jane got drunk on JD and asked her boss to drive her home.
Home to my MOTHERs place that is. I guess my little kid mechanism kicked
in, where they drill your address into you when your 6 or so, so if
you're ever in trouble they can take you home, and, well, to make the
long story shirt, cause I was so smashed, I gave them my mom's address
in Willowdale where I grew up as my place where they could take me home.
So I show up at my mums door at about 5 am, stinking of JD, wrearing
fishnets, a leather vest, and my boss's coat.
Mom was so proud.
A few weeks afterwards, my boss gave me a new business card, which said
"I am Jane, the Limelight Bartending Queen. If I am lost, Please take
me to (my then address) or call Limelight at (the number)".
From: mikraft@badlands.NoDak.edu (Mike D Kraft) Another comrade of ours, the previously mentioned Ukla, had been
pounding down gin for most of the night, and eventually threw up on his
hand (this is a vomit story, so it's applicable)...anyway, the
ever-resourceful Ukla turned life's lemons into lemonade, and spent the
rest of that night using his bile-and-gin-soaked hand to greet frat boys
at the parties we were infiltrating....pure gold.
From: Jane & Chris (greenpea@interlog.com) did I tell ya, in Ontario every year ther are at least 5 or so
fatalities of drunken Jeddies driving their snowmobiles over thin ice
and crashing thru after getting loaded, it's unreal. A montha go or so I
read about a guy who survived, but when the recue team pulled him out as
he was about to go under, when they pulled him out, they found 9 beers
stashed in his various pockets. Um, not exactly a flotation device!
From: Robin Pastorio-Newman (pastori@rci.rutgers.edu) I have a tense family. Puking's the only thing we ALL think is funny. Makes
those holiday dinners literally fly by!
From: theereilly@aol.com (TheeReilly) I used to be able to play this song on harmonica, but I gave that instrument up
long ago. It is a very messy intrument if you don't know what you are doing.
From: theereilly@aol.com (TheeReilly) shooting beer out of your nose burns, but when You look back, you wish you
could do it again.
From: maizi@no.com (Maizi) 2nd thing you could do with a ton of dough: Editor's Note: The next message is a reply to the one above
From: "Gail Warnings" (warnings@worldnetFSPAM.att.net) Damn!!! That makes me feel better. I ALWAYS do that. I open the box,
then squeeze the last drop from the foil liner, then I CUT the foil liner
for anything that I may have missed! And then I cut out the UPC code on
the box, and finally THEN I send in the rebate form (with receipt of
course).
From: jaZZ (jaZZ@drunkenbastards.org) Whoooaaaaa, Nelly! That sounded frighteningly close to being authentic and
accurate. That will be enough of that, young man! No more passing around
factual information. Now.... let's get back to the drunken lies and fake
advice.
From: Trigger (trigger@sk.sympatico.ca) *first of three times I've worn a dress - the other two were just silly. Dress
episode#2 I was "Snow White" (I even had 7 fucking dwarfs in full regalia) -
it was a costume party. I won first prize when I pulled my dress over my head
during the judging (was liquor involved? Fuckin A). Dress episode#3 I was
basically just trying to get fucked and it was, again, a costume party. My
story the next day was "Hell, I got her out of her fucking dress, but
then... I got into it."
From: "Leaf" (leaf@leafy.demon.co.uk) i said i DRANK
leasfy
I saifd I waa drunk
From: "Mark Mathu" (mmathu@ix.netcom.com) When I was a teenager still living at home my dad tried the same stuff on
me. he was a self-employed cabinet maker and my brother and I worked for
him on weekends. I'd swear that bastard saved all the work that involved
loud hammering for us on hung over Saturday mornings. It's impossible to use
an air stapler quietly, you know.
From: "Jaz" (jaz@ad-alarms.demon.co.uk) I never look at it [the ADB quote pages] as I never get on the quote pages.. :(
From: Trigger (trigger@sk.sympatico.ca) Y'know, Terri, I'm pretty sure I could keep up with you. I'm fairly
well-known 'round here for not requiring sleep when the party's on. I'm
usually the last guy out of the bar, and usually the guy still looking for a
drink when everybody else is on their lips. And I don't mean to boast - that's
just the way I'm wired.
Editor's Note: And, Kev responded...
From: kevnjon@aol.com (KevNJon) Is it just me, or are these two beginning to sound like a bent, drunken version
of "The Dating Game"?
From: "Jaz"(jaz@ad-alarms.demon.co.uk) Forgot what I was gonna say.
From: GregM <piss.off@fuck.you.wanker> 0.3% is pretty damn close to blind drunk, 0.4% would kill most people.
From: "Jaz" (jaz@ad-alarms.demon.co.uk) Leaf was slurring away in a unknown language, I was leaning right over the
bar wanting another drink thinking what I do in English bars can be done in
Phoenix. I was shouting at the barstaff that I wanted my passport back. I
had to hand over my passport to prove I was at legal drinking age. Fuck
sake...I'm nearly 30.
From: lombardo@cnj.digex.net (Jim & Noreen) Ironic thing about the health club next to the liquor store that I used to
From: "Darsy" (darren@sticky.net) Thank Fuck! Someone else in the entire world besides me who likes Retsina.
Sure, the first glass or three tastes like something you'd clean your toilet
with, but after that it's great. I think.
From: Jane & Chris (greenpea@interlog.com) I think the worst thing about hosting a party is that before the guests
arrive, I feel compelled to clean the place cleaner than it's ever been
all year; and when they leave 8 hours later, it's dirtier than it's ever
been all year. WAY too much effort there.
From: Jane & Chris (greenpea@interlog.com) I like to speak for other DB's. Especially when they're passed out on
the couch. You just put your fingers on either side of their mouth and
move their lips back and forth, while talking in a funny voice.
From: "Mark Mathu" (mmathu@ix.netcom.com) Did I get laid for the first time on a snowmobile? (no.) Did I open my first
bank account on a snowmobile? (no.) However, I was seventeen and snowmobile
bar-hopping with friends when my dad first said those magic words.. "Mark, I
think it's your turn to buy the next round."
When you're out at a bar with your dad and he asks you to buy more beer, you
know you've become an adult.
From: jeremiah@idt.net (Jeremiah Kristal) I'm not sure either. The newsgroup has always had it's share of
contention. Hell, we're drunk, we like to argue, we get pissed, get
pissed off, piss someone else off, wake up feeling like piss, have a
pissy day at work, read what we posted whilest pissed, feel like a
right bastard, beg forgiveness, get it, and go out and get pissed all
over again. Same as it ever was, and I like it that way damnit!
From: "Mark Mathu" (mmathu@ix.netcom.com) I got a brewing kit from my girlfriend (upgraded to fiancee (upgraded to
wife status) status) about three years ago. Enjoyed it for a bit, being an
engineer and all -- but work and education have been taking its toll on free
time for the past year or so, so I've reverted to just stopping by the
liquor store and saying "case of Pabst, please."
From: alanh@iafrica.com (alanh) So tomorrow as soon as we awake (probably 11am+) we're loading the car, picking
up the Driver - the SO suggested she drive so that we boys could concerntrate
on the business at hand and not be distracted by blue flashing lights, finger
printing and body cavity searches - as tempting as that may sound.
From: efftrtsr@computek.net (de) solid, low-velocity flow....high viscosity and very controlled...this time
ive failed completely...after a long dinger i expect the sparks of
a sudden, uncontrollable "mudslinger' barf....
disgusted with my amateuristic performance but pleased with my typing...
the enzymes are functioning perfectly as per usual.
From: "Timo A. Nieminen" (timo@physics.uq.edu.au) Well, I can say that my ex-wife certainly was, and still is, a great
inspiration for my drinking. I thought about dedicated my booze page to
her, but I'm sure that would lead to a very ugly scene.
Ah, but even before that, I fueled my PhD with vodka.
From: Recent IRC Session <PedZappie> I drink because I shake if I don't....
From: Robin Pastorio-Newman (pastori@rci.rutgers.edu) Am I the densest of underbrush? No way, no how can I picture making
merry with Catalina dressing, let alone mesclun and radicchio, Greek
olives and feta cheese, which flavor combination possibility may
violate the NATO Agreement AND Emily Post's Table Manners Guide.
From: DukeDude (Dukedude3@aol.com) Hey, I don't have time for your bullshit, I post enough of my own.
From: jrv7472@is.nyu.edu (jrv7472) The perfect gin martini:
Take a mixing vessel. Fill with ice. Grab bottle of vermouth and
carry it over the mixing glass. Add a lot of ice, and gin. Pour martini
into a well-chilled martini glass. Add two or three olives, as desired.
Drink. Repeat as needed.
From: Jane & Chris (greenpea@interlog.com) I know where you can get crab clusters for free, if you don't mind the
burning shampoo afterwards!
From: jaZZ (jaZZ@drunkenbastards.org) I drink Georg's homebrew regularly. If it don't smell bad, drink it.
From: kevnjon@aol.com (KevNJon) Reminds me of the time not long ago when I had a hankering for a mint julep. I
had the bourbon, the crushed ice, and the sugar but no mint sprigs. But I did
have mint-flavored Crest toothpaste. Made a dandy drink, it did.
From: GRay (ggpray@gte.net) Timeframe, I can go one better. It was the weekend of December 13th, 1996.
As for BigBrad....no say. Last I heard he was gonna either open a bar in
Dallas, or move to Vegas, as he was asking Joel if he would care to move to
Vegas, and split and apartment. That's the last I have heard, late this
summer.
A true Drunken Bastard at heart co-worker of mine years back was thin
as a rail,told me it was no problem,as he quit eating a while back.
His caloric intake was nothing more than one six inch sub sandwich each
day and a river of ethenol.
From: "Mark Mathu" (mmathu@ix.netcom.com) Sorry, I was drunk when I posted that message. The number of messages I post
to alt.drunken.bastards is usually proportional to my blood alcohol level,
and both were running pretty high last night.
From: jaZZ (jaZZ@drunkenbastards.org) I'm sitting here feebly typing this response this morning facing a similar
dilema. Is it better to be drunk than hung over? The fancy party last night
got a weeeee bit out of control, and ended up adjourning to the Mafia bar.
I vaguely recall last call occuring. This morning I'm envying people who
may have been killed on the way home.
From: "Leaf" (leaf@leafy.demon.co.uk) I'm here!!!!!
Jaz- Did I mention my broken legs?
From: kutas@usa.net (wowbagger) >Gonz
117 stone = 1638 lbs
Remind me to be nice to Gonz.
From: "Mark Anderson" (spammersdie@easynet.co.uk) My suggestion is that the dead bar chick could be used to replace costly bar
staff. I think several pubs around here are already adopting this scheme,
judging by the amount of time it takes to get a fucking beer.
From: "Mark Mathu" (mark@mathu.com) You know, when the newspapers report on the latest drunk driving tragedy
where some young person dies by driving his car off the road and wrapping it
around a tree or telephone pole, maybe instead of thinking "Oh that poor
soul, snuffed out in the prime of life," we should be thinking "That's *one*
way to avoid the morning hangover!"
From: Jimdrinkin (JIMPRZY@worldnet.att..net) You can lead a whore to culture, but you can't make her think. (Only
whore to culture joke I know)
From: "Mark Mathu" (mark@mathu.com) Congrats Vette. As a recently wed person, I'd like to pass on this bit of
advice I've learned from my first six months of married life: When you come
home from the bars on Saint Patrick's Day and she asks you what you did for
the day, under no circumstances should you tell her "Well, I spent the
afternoon kissing every girl who was wearing a 'Kiss Me I'm Irish' button."
Just trust me on this one.
From: Robin Pastorio (pastori@rci.rutgers.edu) Oh, this is too cool! Dave, ya drunken bastard, Carey is the
DB find of all time, to take pictures instead of weeping and
moaning.
Kinda like the friend that holds your head while your hork up
wiener schnitzel.
From: "Richard Sharman" (rsharman@webfront.net.au) After one of the above mentioned gin sessions I went out drinking and made
sure I had left my car at home...
I woke up the next morning at a friend's house, on the couch. I asked him
to drive me home so I could get to work... we went outside and he said "Why
don't you drive yourself home"... there was my car mounting the gutter out
the front of his place.
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Subject: Re: Vomit and near death experiences...
Date: Tue, 20 Jan 1998 23:10:54 -0500
Subject: Re: Vomit and near death experiences...
Date: 20 Jan 1998 02:40:38 GMT
Subject: Re: moonshine and hell on wheels
Date: Tue, 20 Jan 1998 22:01:04 -0500
Subject: Re: Vomit and near death experiences...
Date: Thu, 22 Jan 1998 12:49:30 -0400
Subject: Re: What do you do with a drunken sailor?
Date: 22 Jan 1998 06:15:32 GMT
Subject: Re: Beer out the nose
Date: 22 Jan 1998 06:20:17 GMT
Subject: Re: Help Us Find Tiffanny Rain Fordham
Date: Fri, 23 Jan 1998 18:28:34 -0700
place a whopping custom order for next years vintage-- Dom in boxes!
Custom printed boxes, of course, with the family crest, or some tasteful
motto like "I'm rich! And I don't have to cut through this box when it's
empty to squeeze one more glass out of the inner plastic liner!"
Subject: Re: Help Us Find Tiffanny Rain Fordham
Date: 24 Jan 1998 02:10:13 GMT
Subject: Re: Alcohol, pot, and Paxil.
Date: Sat, 24 Jan 1998 08:57:08 -0500
Subject: Re: Vomit and near death experiences...
Date: Sat, 24 Jan 1998 17:23:47 -0700
Subject: i draank
Date: Mon, 26 Jan 1998 23:22:48 -0000
Subject: Re: Vomit and near death experiences...
Date: 25 Jan 1998 18:37:59 GMT
Subject: Re: Help Us Find Tiffanny Rain Fordham
Date: Wed, 28 Jan 1998 22:27:38 -0000
Subject: Re: Secrets of Wimmin revealed!!!!
Date: Mon, 26 Jan 1998 19:45:06 +0000
Subject: Re: Secrets of Wimmin revealed!!!!
Date: 27 Jan 1998 02:21:47 GMT
Subject: Re: Secrets of Wimmin revealed!!!!
Date: Wed, 28 Jan 1998 22:19:10 -0000
X-files started on BBC 1 and the main character is called Jason Nicholls
which is my name. Abit strange when Dana Skully is saying my name
whilst Molders is acusing me of being a Alien.
Subject: Re: 12 days of hangover
Date: Fri, 30 Jan 1998 09:27:43 +1300
30% is used to preserve corpses.
Subject: Re: Hall of Bastards
Date: Thu, 29 Jan 1998 22:54:59 -0000
I wasn't drunk but I don't remember anything more from that night.....
Subject: Re: The Yuppification Has Begun
Date: Sat, 31 Jan 1998 13:02:09 -0500
frequent was that its matronly patrons with their chubby butts sausaged
into spandex pants would cruise up and down the lanes of the parking lot,
sometimes waiting for somebody to pull out, to get a close parking space.
Subject: Re: Does Wine go Bad??????????
Date: Mon, 2 Feb 1998 08:56:10 -0000
Subject: Re: The Year 2000?
Date: Tue, 03 Feb 1998 21:55:15 -0500
Subject: Re: this place is horrible
Date: Tue, 03 Feb 1998 22:06:48 -0500
Subject: Re: Looking for some action....
Date: 5 Feb 1998 07:51:13 GMT
Subject: Re: I just gotta say it.
Date: Sat, 07 Feb 1998 05:14:56 GMT
Subject: Re: homebrew drunks
Date: 12 Feb 1998 07:22:07 GMT
Subject: Prelude II
Date: Thu, 12 Feb 98 18:22:18 GMT
Subject: Chundering like a cement mixer
Date: 13 Feb 1998 05:25:54 GMT
Subject: Re: Stop this shit
Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 09:54:17 +1000
Submitted by: mellee
Date: Thursday 19Feb
Subject: Re: my wife porked a salad...
Date: Mon, 23 Feb 1998 12:54:06 -0400
Subject: Re: Subscribe to my newsletter.
Date: Thu, 26 Feb 1998 10:47:03 -0600
Subject: Re: gin
Date: 28 Feb 1998 20:39:51 GMT
Subject: Re: happy hour, compulsory retort
Date: Fri, 06 Mar 1998 21:59:37 -0500
Subject: Re: Probly the wrong group to ask but?
Date: Sat, 07 Mar 1998 18:43:51 -0500
Alcohol is one motherfucker of a good perservatives. Tath's why I'm still
alive.
Subject: Re: goldschlager and applesause
Date: 18 Jan 1998 00:21:53 GMT
Subject: Re: Drunken Weight Loss
Date: Wed, 11 Mar 1998 19:25:40 -0500
Subject: Re: Off topic [was Re: Benevolent BT? I think not!]
Date: 13 Mar 1998 00:47:22 GMT
Subject: Re: Bad Things To Do While Hungover
Date: Sat, 14 Mar 1998 09:53:15 -0500
Subject: Re: Gearing up for Patty's day...
Date: Sun, 15 Mar 1998 17:49:59 -0000
I just need a modem!
I'm selling my body down at the local redlight district to pay for one but
so far I'm £54 in debt.
Subject: Re: drinkquest
Date: Thu, 12 Mar 1998 13:39:16 +1000
>(I weigh 117 stones and a few pebbles...)
Subject: Re: Deathwatch
Date: Sun, 15 Mar 1998 08:02:26 -0000
Subject: Re: Bad Things To Do While Hungover
Date: 15 Mar 1998 21:02:35 GMT
Subject: Re: Deathwatch
Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 14:00:27 -0800
Subject: Re: It's a viral infection....apparently.
Date: 19 Mar 1998 06:20:37 GMT
Subject: Re: Off the Wagon but Still in Rehab
Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 08:41:51 -0400
Subject: Re: gin
Date: 20 Mar 1998 11:00:16 GMT