05-07-2007, 03:56 PM
This weekend I did one hell of an alcooholic weekend...the whole being allowed by the Miss. How did I acheived that ?
Friday (day one of alcoolism)
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We have our bis-annual party at work. Basically we all go out to get some food on some palce -this year we made a cruise on teh lake- (free drinks for all) and later we finish in nightclubs (free drinks and bottles as well there).
That day I altough didn't made late, as I knew that I was going to have some heavy night the saturday. Moreover I know how it finishes after all that free alcool and lone people (there are only the employees not your wifes/husbands!!!).
Last year it involved openning a fresh bottle of vodka at 5am meanwhile some disgruntled ho' is showing the tits at the table stating like "hey look at those babies woot woot", a few joints passing dudes doing more serious stuff in the back. I knew it because two years ago I saw the end of my night on the internet (how incredible I was utterly wasted navigating from one place to another to get drinks (the ntype got friends).
Rating : 6/10 (good evening) free drinks that's the basics.
Saturday night : a hell of a night !
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I'll spit out the color immediately : this one got the perfect rating : 10/10
the ntype meets with a few good friends (more than 10 years) to get what we announced as THE evening (celebrating ntype 2.0) I wish I could describe you better what hapenned but frankly I don't remember shit all the night....
We started in some fine italian restaurant (we know the owners). Starting at 4, eating excellent things (mushrooms and tortelloni for me...yup yum) we drank two bottles of red whine (from sicily) and I think one bottle of grapa (that's liquor like you put some herbs in pure alcool wait three weeks filter it then you drink it) and half a bottle of limoncello (that's lemon liquor..something who is made of limons, pure alcool and enough sugar to render the whole stuff sweeter than a 18'y.o. dudette's tits).
After that it's almost like in that prodigy clip (smack my bitch up). it becomes...well... borderline, that involved me puking in the clubs toilet, me insulting some chick on phone because she wasn't able to give me the phone number of visa. She was like "gna gna gna I can't gna gna" then the ntype clearly (I do remember that) "you fucking whore (in fact she started to speak in german so I insulted her in german too. you are at the information number you are fucken supposed to give me phone numbers".
around 4am After that it went downhill I didn't found back my number so I went out of the club (I did lost my friends at this point) so I decide to leave all my stuff there (wallet, keys, jacket...) then start heading for the house.
Remember : we are celebrating the ntype 2.0, and the missus doesn't like an utterly wasted ntype, so in a measure of self containment I fall ashleep behind the door (in fact I think that I didn't had the strengh to go further) and waits for the 2.0 to wake up at 6 to ring the bell.
Ok she wasn't pissed toward me but now I feel that I somewhat have to uhm...well I burned my "weeh--oooo wasted !" pass for two or three months.
Friday (day one of alcoolism)
-----------------------------
We have our bis-annual party at work. Basically we all go out to get some food on some palce -this year we made a cruise on teh lake- (free drinks for all) and later we finish in nightclubs (free drinks and bottles as well there).
That day I altough didn't made late, as I knew that I was going to have some heavy night the saturday. Moreover I know how it finishes after all that free alcool and lone people (there are only the employees not your wifes/husbands!!!).
Last year it involved openning a fresh bottle of vodka at 5am meanwhile some disgruntled ho' is showing the tits at the table stating like "hey look at those babies woot woot", a few joints passing dudes doing more serious stuff in the back. I knew it because two years ago I saw the end of my night on the internet (how incredible I was utterly wasted navigating from one place to another to get drinks (the ntype got friends).
Rating : 6/10 (good evening) free drinks that's the basics.
Saturday night : a hell of a night !
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I'll spit out the color immediately : this one got the perfect rating : 10/10
the ntype meets with a few good friends (more than 10 years) to get what we announced as THE evening (celebrating ntype 2.0) I wish I could describe you better what hapenned but frankly I don't remember shit all the night....
We started in some fine italian restaurant (we know the owners). Starting at 4, eating excellent things (mushrooms and tortelloni for me...yup yum) we drank two bottles of red whine (from sicily) and I think one bottle of grapa (that's liquor like you put some herbs in pure alcool wait three weeks filter it then you drink it) and half a bottle of limoncello (that's lemon liquor..something who is made of limons, pure alcool and enough sugar to render the whole stuff sweeter than a 18'y.o. dudette's tits).
After that it's almost like in that prodigy clip (smack my bitch up). it becomes...well... borderline, that involved me puking in the clubs toilet, me insulting some chick on phone because she wasn't able to give me the phone number of visa. She was like "gna gna gna I can't gna gna" then the ntype clearly (I do remember that) "you fucking whore (in fact she started to speak in german so I insulted her in german too. you are at the information number you are fucken supposed to give me phone numbers".
around 4am After that it went downhill I didn't found back my number so I went out of the club (I did lost my friends at this point) so I decide to leave all my stuff there (wallet, keys, jacket...) then start heading for the house.
Remember : we are celebrating the ntype 2.0, and the missus doesn't like an utterly wasted ntype, so in a measure of self containment I fall ashleep behind the door (in fact I think that I didn't had the strengh to go further) and waits for the 2.0 to wake up at 6 to ring the bell.
Ok she wasn't pissed toward me but now I feel that I somewhat have to uhm...well I burned my "weeh--oooo wasted !" pass for two or three months.
