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Just when you think you've had a bad night...
Striker
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in Zocalo v2.0
This guy has had a worse one than you:
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hehehehehe :D :) :p
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hehehehehe :D :) :p
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I used to get REALLY bad migrane headachs, the kind where having your eyes open makes ya want to throw up...(Don't even mention moving)
anyhoo, I learned that a cold compress would help, not a facecloth with ice or something, the ice would melt to quickly. At the time actual Ice Packs wern't a common item, and we didn't have one. But my mom once bought a bag of Peas that no one ever ate, and they worked great.
Soo, midday, major migraine. Lay down with a bag of peas on my head. Last memory was the hallway light being turned off because it was to bright.
Woke up feeling fine. Only problem was that the bag of peas had thawed, and I was covered in pea juice...not just my face, my hair, my pillow...gah...
the shower didn't compleatly get rid of the smell either...
While in the university, I was part of a small organisation in charge of taking care of new students at said university. Our goal was to unite them with alcohol and fun games (including Star Wars beer night, where we watch Star Wars and consume alcohol at various points in the movies). Anyway, my second year at university, I was elected chairman of said organisation, and being chairman I had to lead a 'sitting' (a kind of party where you eat food, consume alcohol and sing drinking songs (a lot of drinking songs). The tradition at this sitting is that everyone buys the chariman alcohol. Lots of alcohol. The sitting started out nicely, we sang... ate... and drank.
A friend later told me I had drunk 22 bottles of beer, 65 cl of vodka, a bottle of 'puncsh' (alcoholic beverage of Sweden) and some bottles of cider.
Waking up the next morning, I distinctly remember waving everyone off, and telling them I was going home to watch a movie. After brushing my teeth and showering (while wondering what that disgusting smell was that came from outside my window) I walked home to a friend who, after seeing me in the doorway screamed something along the lines of: OMG! Are you up already? I thought you would sleep a week. After inquiring what the hell he was talking about, he explained last nights happenings to me:
After finishing the sitting, I had emptied another bottle of punsch in a sweep, wondering loudly why I wasnt that drunk, then walked outside to take my clothes off. After a friend of mine had convinced me to at least keep my boxers on, I had ran around the uni., screaming and wailing for about half an hour. Then I had walken inside and promptly empied myself on the bathroom floor. I had, apparantly taken on the look of 'a dead fish', people had come in and wondered why I was so pale, and whether I should be sent to the hospital. After checking my breathing, a friend of mine (the same friend who later would be shocked at seeing me awake) tried pointlessly to get some life into me. After I while, I had started breathing again, at which point, another of my close friends helped me empty myself again (he showed me how to do it, and stayed for moral support). After again consulting whether or not to send me to the hospital, one of my friend asked me if I knew who he was. After a while I answered him and they decided that it was better not to call. Another friend of mine helped me home.
I was not sure whether to believe him or not (I could not remember anything about that), I just went home, and called another friend, and yes, it was true.
The day after that, I was no longer chairman, having had that position for two days. Shortest one yet.
I was at a friends summerplace celebrating mid-summers eve. Still everything looked nice after 5 bottles of beer, but then me and another friend came up with the idea to take a walk, ofcourse we took a wisky bottle with us. When we got back from our walk the last thing I remember was that we had picked flowers and tried to give them to some girl, actually she recuested them, but she thought the smelled like shit, so we threw them out. That's the last thing I remember.
Next morning I woke up and had the worst hangover ever. I had fallen asleep on the floor, and I really wondered what kind of whet stuff was on my arm, the thing was I had thrown-up when everybody else was asleep, and I had not noticed it. So as you allready figured out, I had been sleeping in my own womit. Luckily only with one arm, and my cellphone. I washed it off, and noticed that I was hurt on my arm. One friend of mine told me I had fallen on some stone steps outside. Another thing was that I had only 2 beers left out of 12. The wisky bottle was empty, and my friends told me I had also drinken some Estonian 40% alc half abotle.
The funny thing is I don't remember jack about it, usually I remember always something. Still I can't wait untill I get some money and next party time comes!!!! :D
I went to a mates house for a party a couple of years back, and sufffice it to say there was loud music, girls and alcohol in the plenty. Unfortunatly I can't remember a damned thing about it after the first couple of hours (apparently I wasn't too bad- after standing on a table singing "I'm the superbeast" I started monging out in a chair).
Anyways, to cut a long story short I woke up in the boot of a car. In Bath. I live in Bristol. Baths like 20 miles away...
Another thing, I don't know peoples opinion on drugs, but I think this is universally funny:
My friend was smoking a joint when he took a rather large toke. After staggering for a second he started shouting "I'm Blind! I'm Blind!". My other friend just turns around, looks at him and says "Dude, try opening your eyes".
[B]I started monging out in a chair [/B][/QUOTE]
de-dialectize please.. I take it there was a girl involved?
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[B]de-dialectize please.. I take it there was a girl involved? [/B][/QUOTE]
No mate, unfotunatly not- it's just where you end up doing nothing for ages, kinda just staring into space. Or watching TV.
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[B]Messiah, you remind me of Matt Lindland.
[URL=http://www.sherdog.com/viewpics.cfm?pic=/pictures/ufc43/ufc43_01_21.jpg]Matt Lindland[/URL] [/B][/QUOTE]
Hmmm, whos that? Beard and hair seems right, but I got a beer belly. ;)
And doesn't it look like he's sucking his gut in for the weigh-in pictures? ;)
[URL=http://koti.mbnet.fi/c_mon84/Midsommar%20006.jpg]Me 1![/URL]
[URL=http://koti.mbnet.fi/c_mon84/Midsommar%20039.jpg]Me 2![/URL]
And some other pics.
[URL=http://koti.mbnet.fi/c_mon84/Midsommar%20008.jpg]Other 1![/URL]
[URL=http://koti.mbnet.fi/c_mon84/Midsommar%20012.jpg]Other 2![/URL]
[URL=http://koti.mbnet.fi/c_mon84/Midsommar%20013.jpg]Other 3![/URL]
Ingredients:
recipe1:
1 fifth Bacardi 151
1 fifth Blue Curaco
2 liters Sprite or 7-Up
Recipe2:
1 fifth Bacardi 151
1 fifth Everclear
1 fifth Blue Curaco
Procedure:
Mix all ingredients. Chill for approximately 3 hours and serve.
[B]what about spoo? OR Cowa Bunga or whatever Garibaldi has? [/B][/QUOTE]
Did anyone actually buy "Dining on Babylon 5"?
You know, it's the culinary equivolent to the B5 security manual with info about the station's eateries and even contains a few recipies. (I'm positive one is for Flarn...)
Regards,
Morden