My big drinking days are over as the hangovers are just getting too bad these days. It feels pointless wasting a whole day feeling sorry for myself while I could be out doing something outdoors. Hang on, the weather is mostly shit in the UK so guess pub it is...These days I get drunk after only about 5 pints. A mere shadow of my former self.
Here are some phrases that are impossible to say when really drunk (even though you have an above average QI at the time of course
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Thanks, but I don’t want to sleep with you;
Oh, I just couldn’t – no one wants to hear me sing;
Sorry, but you’re not really my type;
No kebab for me, thank you;
I’m not interested in fighting you;
Good evening, officer, isn’t it lovely out tonight?;
Thank you, but I won’t make any attempt to dance, I have no rhythm;
Where is the nearest toilet? I can’t possibly vomit in the street;
I must be going home now – I have work in the morning
Here are some phrases that are impossible to say when really drunk (even though you have an above average QI at the time of course
)Thanks, but I don’t want to sleep with you;
Oh, I just couldn’t – no one wants to hear me sing;
Sorry, but you’re not really my type;
No kebab for me, thank you;
I’m not interested in fighting you;
Good evening, officer, isn’t it lovely out tonight?;
Thank you, but I won’t make any attempt to dance, I have no rhythm;
Where is the nearest toilet? I can’t possibly vomit in the street;
I must be going home now – I have work in the morning
Spinoza Wrote:God is the Asylum of Ignorance
