General Chat

I have tried a number of interesting fluids and have found nothing worse than liqueurs.

I found,(and many others also) that during N/s in the 60's, in Dortmund, visits to the local bierkeller had the same effect!!

Just seeing about the house going by leads me to counsel you to NEVER get drunk on liqueurs.

The room goes in and out and your bed swings.

Not a joke, but drink related. I went to the supermarket for a bottle of gin a couple of days ago. Bombay Sapphire 70cl bottle £17. Litre bottle £16. How does that work then? No prizes for guessing which one I bought.

We all owe the grave many a day. (A Gaelic Proverb).

old albert was dying, and says to his best friend, when I'm gone, I want you to take the con tents of my whisky collection, and pour them all onto my grave....

Tom his best friend says Aye I will that, the noo, but do ye mind if I filter it all through my kidneys first ????

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DOWN THE DRAIN
(The twelve bottles of whisky)

I had twelve bottles of whisky in my cellar...
and my wife told me to empty the contents
of each and every bottle down the sink...
or else!
So, I said I would... and proceeded with the unpleasant task.

I withdrew the cork from the first bottle and
poured the contents down the sink, with the
exception of one glass... which I drank.

I extracted the cork from the second bottle
and did likewise with the exception of one
glass... which I drank.

I pulled the cork from the third bottle and
poured the whiskey down the sink, with the
exception of one glass... which I drank.

I then withdrew the cork from the fourth sink
and poured the bottle down the glass...
which I drank.

I pulled the bottle from the cork of the next
and drank one sink out of it and threw the
rest down the glass.

I pulled the sink out of the next glass and
poured the cork from the bottle.
Then I corked the sink with the glass, bottled
the drink and drank the pour.

When I had everything emptied I steadied
the house with one hand, counted the bottles,
corks, glasses and sinks with the other, which
were twenty-nine.

To make sure I counted them again... they came to seventy-four.

And as the house came by, I counted them again,
and finally I had all the houses and bottles and
corks and sinks and glasses counted,
except one house and one cork... which l drank.

Slàinte!

I went to the supermarket Monday afternoon on my bicycle, bought bottle of Scotch and put it in the bicycle basket.

As I was about to leave, I thought to myself that if I fell off the bicycle, the bottle would break.

So I sat and drank all the Scotch before I cycled home.


It turned out to be a very good decision, because I fell off my bicycle seven times on the way home.

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