Monday Morning

[Smatter Noguts]

Work gave me a headache so I came home. Fuck work. Praise drinking.

10:15 am and game on with a vodka lemonade. It ain't winter yet.

[Smatter Noguts]

11:40. Only 20 more minutes to be drunk moanday morning. Drink up.

New handle in T-minus 20:05 and counting

[WolfOfTheWest]

Did you manage it in time?

[Smatter Noguts]

It's surprising how fast a handle can drain at mantainence lvel so we'er past the lable and may taper off and go lay out in the dying autumn sun for a fer.@3pm

[Bluto]

I like the cut of your jib. I'm about to break open a new handle, myself. What do you say to a shot?
cheers

[Smatter Noguts]

I like the cut of your jib. I'm about to break open a new handle, myself. What do you say to a shot?
cheers

Bang! Bang Bang Bang!

A Heaven Hill Handle is a high-capacity shot magazine!

4:30, and a small nap on the porch has done wonders. Back to da drank, cheers to the world.

[Bluto]

I like the cut of your jib. I'm about to break open a new handle, myself. What do you say to a shot?
cheers

Bang! Bang Bang Bang!

A Heaven Hill Handle is a high-capacity shot magazine!

4:30, and a small nap on the porch has done wonders. Back to da drank, cheers to the world.

Heaven Hill? I am jelous. That's something I might have to try out after my next pay day.

[JimLahey]

I love Monday morning drinking. Wish I could do it more often. Last time I had to get up at 4am to drive a buddy to the airport. Came home, texted my work that I wasn't coming in and drank two bottles of wine with the sunrise, felt so right.

[Smatter Noguts]

9:35 pm; pacing is everything. a hot shower and shave and another drinkiepoo and maybe work gets forgotten tomorrow, and another fall afternoon in the woods drunk is on the plate and ready to be eaten whole with a chaser and whatever the fuck goes with it goddamn it's the thing, and the life, and when the apocllypes or whatever the internet freaks call it or the economists define it hits us upside the head like a big ol 2x4 and splatters all our human rights and brains in a splatter pattern and we're all out shooting swqurrils for sustanance here i am with my vodka and my wife and myv love doll Rubberta and vast liberary of history so ask a question and screw the intertubes and SAVAGE and the other supposed suppositories of wisdom that permiate our existance while true drunks are aware of the in vita veritas and already know the answer, and so are my bros and sis's and are the truly wise and well until the allied socialist islamist armies of undrunkeness swell and swarm and prepare thier assult on all that is drunk and happy, even though theyy know vbetter and even then there'sa kayak stowed and and a secret spot ready for my escape, just like Hitler.

[Savage]

Well yeah, nanner nanner neeners. De gubmint contractors got da day off, so Grumpy and I went out for lunch and lolled the rest of the day.

[Wingman]

Well yeah, nanner nanner neeners. De gubmint contractors got da day off, so Grumpy and I went out for lunch and lolled the rest of the day.

i think it's spelled "l.o.l.'ed."

[Savage]

Well yeah, nanner nanner neeners. De gubmint contractors got da day off, so Grumpy and I went out for lunch and lolled the rest of the day.

i think it's spelled "l.o.l.'ed."

Yeah, whaaaevah, internet poop.

[Wingman]

Yeah, whaaaevah, internet poop.

hehe. actually, it was great to see lolled properly used, but my brain did read it as l.o.l.'ed for the first instant.

[Lush30]

Being inbetween jobs at the moment allows for Monday Morning drinking........then I get on Facebook and start with the incredibly drunken status updates and then oh dear hahaha

[Mother Goose]

That's a great Fleetwood Mac song.