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| Thread ID: 65929 | 2006-02-05 05:53:00 | Yardie or 21 shots? | Greven (91) | PC World Chat |
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| 427372 | 2006-02-07 03:06:00 | [QUOTE=Safari]At 21 you are considered to be a mature adult and have some common sense. /QUOTE] Which is why you are obliged to give the guy the benifit of the doubt and not preach to them. Seriously, I have no idea how you high and mighty types get through life without getting knocked on you arse. It is possible to have a great 21st party with plenty of alcohol without inducing vomiting by using the yardie or risking alcohol poisioning by taking 21 shots. |
Safari (3993) | ||
| 427373 | 2006-02-07 03:10:00 | No one said it wasn't. Hail the yard glass111 |
Metla (12) | ||
| 427374 | 2006-02-07 03:17:00 | Absolutely Prescott, very sensible suggestion, there's no need to waste good beer. :D Post of the thread :thumbs: :thumbs: |
ninja (1671) | ||
| 427375 | 2006-02-07 03:18:00 | Rights of passage. 1] Get rotten drunk and vomit in front of (or all over) guests. 2] Get laid. It's not really a hard choice, and please note that choosing option 1] usually negates any chance of option 2]. The trick with this Bruce, is to do Number 2] first, then move on to Number 1], oh!, and attempting the two concurrently, unless you've got exactly the right tools to work with. |
Murray P (44) | ||
| 427376 | 2006-02-07 03:20:00 | Why thank you sir :D Though it's a no brainer really, isn't it. |
Murray P (44) | ||
| 427377 | 2006-02-07 03:39:00 | The trick with this Bruce, is to do Number 2] first, then move on to Number 1], oh!, and attempting the two concurrently, unless you've got exactly the right tools to work with. Alas, many young men make the mistake of thinking that just a little bit of number 1, will help their chance of getting number 2. Next thing they know they wake up in the warming surrounded by beer cans and with a funky smell coming from their shirt front. I once went to a party attended by a beavy of trainee beauty therapists. Alas, I woke up in the morning, lying on a ground sheet in my mate's flat (scene of the party), with a bucket placed helpfully by my head. I did however provide some entertainment for the beauty therapists, who got to practice putting me into the recovery position, a technique they had been taught that very day, apparently. The moral of this story, kids, is not that I'm trying to tell you how to live your lives, but it is my experience (and I do mean, experience)that excessive alcohol consumption ultimately is one of the less rewarding things you can indulge in during your youth. Life's too short to spend it not remembering the night before. |
Biggles (121) | ||
| 427378 | 2006-02-07 04:54:00 | Bravo, Bruce :2cents: |
Laura (43) | ||
| 427379 | 2006-02-07 05:58:00 | On deaf ears I suspect. | Cicero (40) | ||
| 427380 | 2006-02-07 06:29:00 | On deaf ears I suspect. Well, yes, but it struck a chord with me and produced a familiar flush of embarrassment. *Cough* Several months post-21st, in a vain attempt to look worldly and sophisticated, I took up drinking Scotch. One Saturday night my flatmate and I went to a Parsons, Prostitutes and Champagne party; me with my first bottle of scotch and he with rum, his current favourite. We arrived around 10pm and sadly, within a couple of hours I was leaning over the verandah calling loudly and earnestly for Ruth. Some time later my flatmate decided we should go home but wouldn't let me drive so I gave him my keys. We were halfway home before I realised two fundamental truths: 1: He had no licence because he hadn't actually learned to drive! 2: He was in a far worse state than I was, he just hadn't puked, yet. I persuaded him to stop, took over the wheel and drove on in a fog of rum and whisky fumes. I remember nothing much about the drive after that, except that a couple of miles from home we were cut off at the lights and stopped by a couple in a Triumph Herald who obviously knew what an accident waiting to happen looked like. That is literally all I could remember at the time or can remember now. We both woke up in the morning in our own beds, car parked and locked in the driveway, wallet and keys beside the bed. Tidy clothing made it quite clear we didn't put ourselves to bed so I can only imagine what happened. I learned three lessons from that experience: Firstly, never to drink and drive because just as it does for sex, it installs beer (whisky?) blinkers, increases one's feelings of competence, and totally destroys performance. Secondly, there are some extraordinarily good people in this world and that the favour they did us should be reciprocated should I ever find others in a similar condition. Thirdly, there are no positive attributes in being able to drink up large, just varying levels of stupidity and a merciful alcoholic amnesia that prevents you from remembering what an absolute ass you made of yourself..... until others start reminding you at every available opportunity. Cheers Billy 8-{) :blush: |
Billy T (70) | ||
| 427381 | 2006-02-07 06:51:00 | I think many of us here have stories of drunkeness that we chuckle at now . The problem here is that we have all done it . Telling someone not to do it, because we have can only be seen as hypocritical and is only going to fuel the desire to do the same . It is an unfortunate cycle of the Kiwi culture that is going to be hard to break . I am hoping that my 15 years of sobriety to date will influence my kids, at least they see there is an alternative, but then again my dad didnt drink and I still went out and got drunk regularly anway . Have a good night, do the yard glass if you must, 21 shots is just plain suicide - you dont appear to be a big drinker so hopefully this forthcoming experience wont lead to habit . |
sam m (517) | ||
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