Happy May Day!

[Fabricsoftner]

Drunkards of the world, unite!

[Mr. Viking]

I may have to drink to that

[Palinka (RIP)]

Sadly, in the UK, we don't get our holiday until next Monday, but I promise to drink twice as hard to make up.
US (and proper EU) citizens, have a great drunken, blowout of a day!

I am toasting you as I post (I can multi-task).

[Savage]

We used to put little paper baskets of flowers on peoples doors. I guess the Russians goosestepped all over people. Does anyone do MayDay anymore>?

[Savage]

Of course, we also used to observe the annual zucchini drop and run fest.

[sloweducation]

We call it Labor Day, and it is nothing like May Day. Needless to say I will be drunk on the 27th of May.

[GSG]

HAPPY MAY BANK HOLIDAY WEEKEND YOU BUGGERS!

I've already been asked to leave a drinking establishment this evening, so I intend to continue the next few days in the same obnoxious vein. Perhaps with more morris dancers. Perhaps with fewer. I toast you all with this Pimm's I seem to have acquired.

Cheers!

[GSG]

Have been at the Rochester Sweeps Festival today. Many interesting spring ales.

[Savage]

It was Cinco de Mayo, yesterday. We celebratecd by getting completely shitfaced, as opposed to the way we celebrate the other 364 days of the year.

[Fabricsoftner]

I say we all chug what's left in our liquor cabinets and rally in the streets to abolish the idea of the working week. Who's with me?

[Fabricsoftner]

Perhaps this was better put by the ever eloquent Oscar Wilde, when he so astutely noted that "work is the curse of the drinking class." As the self proclaimed "drinking class", it is our duty to eliminate that which impedes our life goals; those goals, being achieved through the means of intoxication, expressed as the manifestation of our life-activity, (our drunken behavior), or our true intents of existence, of living life to its fullest; our activity in creation, in expression, in fucking; our most animal activities being the most liberating. The dependence on labor, as life expression for the purpose and benefit of another clearly restricts these goals. The impending alarm clock of the morning, as a warning and foreshadowing of the latter time clock, owned and dictated by our bosses, acts a potential deterrent to our decision of consuming that next drink or not. The potential of any nobility contained within the hangover is negated once we are on the clock, and dealing with the responsibilities bestowed upon us by employment. With the elimination of Work, comes the freedom of intoxication; the freedom of relinquishing control and schedule. The ordinary citizen will dismiss that last drink, claiming the necessity of an early bed, as preparation for the demands of the following work day. Drunkards, in their purest spirit, deny such comforts, such luxuries. The final shot may not be one remembered, but it is to the permanent elimination of the Drunkard's curse. Fuck the bosses. Tonight, we drink.

[Palinka (RIP)]

Perhaps...

Makes the All Star list.

[Bur]

I'm all for this.

[GSG]

That was brilliant.

[Patchez]

Perhaps this was better put by the ever eloquent Oscar Wilde, when he so astutely noted that "work is the curse of the drinking class."...

Or you could just do what I do, drink to excess whenever you choose, go to work feeling shitty yet noble, do an incredibly half ass job,get paid, buy more booze, repeat to get through the rest of a suck week.

Though Palinka is right about the All-Star post.

More people should have read this though. I was the only person around here to be inspired enough to go on the street at 3 am shouting " Fuck work, more drink!" at the top of my voice.