Sunday, 4 September 2011
Saturday, 3 September 2011
Don't You Just Hate That???
Drinking. Sure it seems all cute and innocent, but it sneaks up on you. The line between extreme merriment, quick humour and wit and rambling, slurring and making a dick of yourself is usually pretty thin.
As is the case with an all day drinking session (and a heart breaking extra time grand final loss) the line of douchedom is usually stumbled over in the short span of one or two drinks and a piss break.
It amazes me how one drink can tip you over the edge of self control and be the difference between having a hang over full of good memories or apologies.
The ability to know when to call it quits is still something I'm yet to master...
In the meantime though, here's an innocuous graph.........
As is the case with an all day drinking session (and a heart breaking extra time grand final loss) the line of douchedom is usually stumbled over in the short span of one or two drinks and a piss break.
It amazes me how one drink can tip you over the edge of self control and be the difference between having a hang over full of good memories or apologies.
The ability to know when to call it quits is still something I'm yet to master...
In the meantime though, here's an innocuous graph.........
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