Im awake. The completley intoxicated posts whill come tomorrow night. Going to the mountins for 3 days nothing better to do that drink and shoot paintballs at a tree.
Total ownership
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it's haloween and i'm in italy, i'm a little drunk on vino da tavola (table wine). i'm going out soon so maybe i'll post a really drunk post. if that makes any sense.
Why os it that over at a friends place you see ppl smokim, and you think to yourseld - hmmm Marbrol Menthols and a cold beer would be super grrrrrrrrrrrrreat right abotu nowq?
Bah! Had a six pack of cider, and feel like I had half a beer... wth? 5% isn't high, not lookin' to get 'faced, but it should give me a BIT more of a buzz!!!!
yea im bringing this back. I'm a long time lurker on this thread. i always wanted to post in this while i was in college, but forgot about it when i was drunk. well i finally remembered...
Originally posted by pontiackid86: Lol i dont remember my night. Ask me about it tomorrow.
I remember how i got home no i dident drv. this girl brooke i have been seeing drove my fiero home because her car was here i hope i still have a clutch
Bacardi & Dr. Pepper. On the way home from work, couldn't find a place open that sells Coke. Had champagne ready but wife's not feeling well and went to bed. Don't know why I'm still up, just thinking of how I'm gonna kick butt this new year.
Me? Not drunk, but a few White Russians have got me a nice buzz going. Wife's already asleep. The shelling has stopped. (My neighbors get into the whole fireworks thing. They do not play. Freaks the hell out of the dogs, though. I thought about going out back and emptying a banana clip or two, but thought better of it. )
And here I am. Happy New Year! 2009 sucked. Hope '10 is better.
I'm here. Jane & I walked out back and shot up plenty of sks 7.62 into some brushpiles at midnight. My dogs didn't flinch but Jane is now deaf--but she likes that trigger time--a little too much. Gonna have to watch my back....
Originally posted by maryjane: Jane & I walked out back and shot up plenty of sks 7.62 into some brushpiles at midnight.
I had a treat. Besides some awesome fireworks, my brother in law let me shoot his ball and powder 50 caliber rifle. Me, not savy enough to identify the gun manufacturer or model, but it is a modern firearm. Still had to stuff the barrel though. Cool fun.
New Years still 1 hour away for me. I guess Alaska is the last U.S. State to enter the New Year? Nice mellow buzz going with a 48 hour marathon of The Twilight Zone in the background. Episode - To Serve Man. "It's a cookbook!" Nice.
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Anyone ever walk around here really late at night in PFF when there is no one around? Kinda creepy. Stuff creeking, that really weird dead-hooker smell.
Originally posted by Boondawg: New Years still 1 hour away for me.
Happy old year.
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Originally posted by Boondawg: Episode - To Serve Man. "It's a cookbook!" Nice.
Seen it. 'Ya know what ? did you mark this political ? Honestly, I saw that episode and remember it well. Probably seen it a few times. The plot plays out political no matter what side of the aisle you are on. We are screwed when we get on that saucer. And, they prevent us from getting off. Then, we sit there, having to ride it out, to our new destination, where it ends. Not a good ride. Funny thing though. Sort of. People are lining up to get on that saucer. Yeah. Real funny.
Seen it. 'Ya know what ? did you mark this political ? Honestly, I saw that episode and remember it well. Probably seen it a few times. The plot plays out political no matter what side of the aisle you are on. We are screwed when we get on that saucer. And, they prevent us from getting off. Then, we sit there, having to ride it out, to our new destination, where it ends. Not a good ride. Funny thing though. Sort of. People are lining up to get on that saucer. Yeah. Real funny.
There was even a waiting list! Definatly a message there.
I say it when someone is going on & on about some mundane story about nothing. When they get all finished, I look 'em dead in the eye wth a blank stare, and in my best literary voice, I say, "Somewhere off in the distance, a frog farts.".
I don't hear many stories anymore. Kinda sad.
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