DrunkerJunker wrote:I love drinking at home. The bourbon and beers are cheap. In the trailer park where I live almost everyone drinks at home(there home or the neighbors) It is not uncommon to step out for a smoke and end up doing some shots or beers at the neighbors front porch bar.
Cheap bourbon and beer??!?
Yes, please!
That is your base line, for informational study and scientific inquiry. Of course, you also mark and take notes on the higher points of life.
Yep, it's a sad taboo these days but really - when the vast majority of booze ups involve a tiny dark room full of strangers and terrible music played at ear splitting volume and the risk of getting punched in the face when getting a kebab (Australia), home is a no brainer. Was always my preference to begin with but now even more so (esp given the t,en dollars or so per pint). Garbage
I drink almost exclusively in the comfort of my own home. No last call, I can listen to music I want to hear, it's much cheaper and I can smoke a fucking cigarette without being relegated to freezing outside where I can't even hear the music.
That being said, there is a little hole in the wall called The Hideaway withing stumbling distance of my house that gets some great bands. A show at The Hideaway is literally the only time I go out drinking these days.
into each life a little stroh's must fall - surreal
i told my landlord and all the other tenants they could fuck off if they don't like hank- hellbound glory
I thought of an analogy for this: The difference (in society's eyes) between a drunk and an alcoholic is that a drunk takes a few of his/her friends along for the ride.
I wish it didn't cost so damn much to have MDM Merch sent to 'Straya.