For example, tonight the conversation with my boyfriend goes like this,
Him- I’m not going to drink much tonight
Me- sure but you know you are cause you are going out with the boys
Fast forward a few hours and I’ve just had an interesting conversation with a very drunk boyfriend, who isn’t going to be home for at least another hour!Posted 5 years ago
Good story for you Ton.
My mate used to play Rugby for the navy. They were playing a match against the Army team. After the game, they challenged the Army guys to a drinking competition. Everyone had to lob their cash into the centre of the table, then start drinking. Whichever teams member needed to go to the toilet first, had to pay the (hefty) bar bill for the night
They sat there necking pint after pint with not a flicker, while the Army team were looking very very uncomfortable. Eventually, after much squirming and crossing of legs the Army lads had to sprint for the bog to empty their bulging bladders, while the Navy lads sat there casually chatting
It was only later the Navy lads revealed that, my mate Neil, being a paramedic, had fitted them all with catheters, and they’d all been happily pissing into bags strapped to their legs all along 😆Posted 5 years agothx1138Member
Ahh so it is just a general weakness in the male of the species?
No, women are just as bad. Visit Romford town centre on a Friday/Saturday night, and you’ll find out why. 😯
It was only later the Navy lads revealed that, my mate Neil, being a paramedic, had fitted them all with catheters, and they’d all been happily pissing into bags strapped to their legs all along
This is a genius idea, and would save valuable drinking time, wasted on visiting the loo. You’d need fairly baggy trousers if you were going for a proper session though. Or would it be a Great Escape ‘fill and release’ system?Posted 5 years agoIHNMember
On a similar topic, my mate once went to the Army vs Navy rugby match at Twickenham. There were a lot of very, very drunk people there.
So, anyway, said mate is stood at the urinal when a fella walks in. Khaki chinos, blazer, posh collars, we all know the type. Said fella has obviously had an awful, awful lot to drink and stumbles to the urinal and stands next to my mate (leaning his head against the wall for some extra stability)
Next thing, he’s rummaging in his chinos for his old fella. In his drunken confusion he finds a bollock, puls it out, points it at the porcelain and pisses down his leg. Once relieved he gave it a shake, tucked it back in and wobbled off.
Now THAT’s drunk 🙂Posted 5 years agospacemonkeyMember
I don’t know anyone daft enough to carry on drinking when they are sick.
I’ll always remember an afternoon session with some mates nr Warren Street (ol’ London Town). After a few beers we moved onto Tequilas. After a few of them, one of the guys (an Irishman funnily enough) threw up into his hands. Not to be perturbed, he calmly shovelled it under his armchair into a neat frothing pile, finished his shot, went to the toilet to wash his hands, and returned with the next round. Needless to say he stuck around a while longer. Good lad he was.Posted 5 years ago
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