Modern Drunkard wrote:we're not as tough as our grandfathers.
Of course not, they fucked grandma and saw her naked!
Great to quote the great one! And btw my grandfather drank himself through a war,
and lost.
Thank drink!
oh gawd. todays, I am the Grandma. And the Grumpy is the Grandpa. But yeah, I'm okay with being married to an older man. He is still the cutest blue-eyed silverback doll I've ever seen.
The exact length of a bender is hard to define, it's more a spirit and feel thing. Granted 4 days is a minimum, but did it feel like a no holds barred, caution to the wind drinking session? Was another drink more important than food? Did you wake each morning (afternoon/evening, delete as needed) with no goal other than another drink? Were such things as clean clothes luxuries rather than assumptions?
If these answers are yes, it was probably a bender.
"That's only a problem if you stop drinking"
"Nationality? I'm a drunkard, and that makes me a man of the world"
"The word "pub" should never need to be followed by the word "why""
Hardcore Stig wrote:The exact length of a bender is hard to define, it's more a spirit and feel thing. Granted 4 days is a minimum, but did it feel like a no holds barred, caution to the wind drinking session? Was another drink more important than food? Did you wake each morning (afternoon/evening, delete as needed) with no goal other than another drink? Were such things as clean clothes luxuries rather than assumptions?
If these answers are yes, it was probably a bender.
When I was playing music on the road (2 months+) and we had a bus, I would be drunk the entire time...adjusting my buzz to be reasonably s*ober for the 1 1/2 - 2hrs we were onstage. Days off were epic debauchery...with, sadly, few memories.
"Man i once bought $101 worth of insect candy because it was free shipping on orders over 100 bucks." -- ThirstyDrunk
"I wanted a shark high on crack dumped into a piranha tank! I wanted college AD's to pull their human faces off, then dive at each other's lizard throats!" -- waahoohah
There was a time when the coziest bed was underneath my desk. Nowadays I drag my carcass to bed, or wake up in my chair. It's called progress, I think.
Screwball wrote:This is a proper bender. 1" EMT bender with a nice foot extend.
Maybe we should term this thing a breaker.
Let's head to the breaker bar.
Does that thing breaks? Then it's a breaker. Now that thingaabob you call a breaker bar, I call a"bitchplease" as in, "Bitchplease, help me get my nut off!"
Screwball wrote:Does that thing breaks? Then it's a breaker. Now that thingaabob you call a breaker bar, I call a"bitchplease" as in, "Bitchplease, help me get my nut off!"
man today is going to be really bad. Its been about 12 hours since i polished of the last of the vodka. I'm going to be very cold sweaty shaky, and a little depressed with anxiety to top it off. also no sleep can;t even eat. maybe i'll drink a bunch of milk. i think being broke is causing kindling.
"I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me." hunter s. thompson god rest his soul
The whole fucking disgrace of it all is..... you have to take a weeks vacation just to get a really good jag going. Ya know unless you plan on quitting. Then just go out in style, ripped to the tits everyday till they show you the door.
Now you're ready for some anti-dry-otics!-BeerMakesMeSmarter
If worms had daggers, birds wouldn't fuck with them-Todd Snider