And if I don't find some work soon, what little ten high I have will be no more and unrefillable. Fuck this economy. I just wanna bring in the duckets to provide for the Hoss brothers, and whatever is left over to play some and make this mortal coil more fun.
There nay trivia contests coming I can whomp ass on for free hooch? That is, of course, after I win one for you, sir as promised.
don't worry about it bro, I was just pissed. I just love having shit to complain about and if I don't have anything to complain about, I'll find something.
"What?? The battery in my watch totally died... WHAT THE FUCK. I've had this battery for three fucking years and now it decides to die. THIS IS BULLSHIT. Honey! drive me to the mall because I am not putting up with this FUCKING CRAP. SHIT."
Coming here, I feel like Dorothy, when she swings open the farmhouse door, after the storm. Everything was black and white; now it's technicolor. And strange little people are singing and dancing.
At this point, I am too drunk to have read every post in this thread. However, I did read most of them.
Granted, I may not post much, but I feel I should sound off on this while in a drunken stupor.
As I read the post's, and sip the Whiskey, I am compelled to offer my measly 2 cents. The relationships I have built from this community have been invaluable. I will always treasure the friends I have met here.
Okay, I'm drunk and I lost my last phone with no back-up saved, so ya'll need to resend your numbers. That way you can hear some serious drunken truthiness. Dorks.
My fave is still the hot chick at the convenience store off of Colfax in Denver. Next to the chicken sandwich place. We purchased loosies like it was a craze while the wimins picked up chicken sandwiches. I don't even smoke.
Then again, you haven't had the pleasure of J. Tequila. Now we're talking. We are planning a nice lil' bender soon.
You know what really sucks? You guys only hear half the shit we do together.
whiskeyprick wrote:
"I'll fuck you like the Milf you wanna be"
And if I don't find some work soon, what little ten high I have will be no more and unrefillable. Fuck this economy. I just wanna bring in the duckets to provide for the Hoss brothers, and whatever is left over to play some and make this mortal coil more fun.
There nay trivia contests coming I can whomp ass on for free hooch? That is, of course, after I win one for you, sir as promised.
don't worry about it bro, I was just pissed. I just love having shit to complain about and if I don't have anything to complain about, I'll find something.
"What?? The battery in my watch totally died... WHAT THE FUCK. I've had this battery for three fucking years and now it decides to die. THIS IS BULLSHIT. Honey! drive me to the mall because I am not putting up with this FUCKING CRAP. SHIT."
That IS BS!!?!
Buy a Timex "Indiglo" (@$25-30). You push in the stem and the dial glows (handy if you wake up drunk in the middle of the night and don't know what house you're in...let alone what continent you're on). The battery usually lasts 5-6yrs and then you can give it to Goodwill, they'll clean it up and put a new battery in it and you can go buy another new one for yourself.
"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
Well said, all, and especially this: Drink up fellow drunkards and enjoy the sweet taste of freedom. If _insert_favorite_booze_here_ isn't the taste of freedom, I damn sure don't know what is.
Glad we all permanently lodge where the distillers and brewers to whom we owe so much thanks are able to practice their art without undue oppression, where we're free to avail ourselves of their best (and worst) to our hearts' content, and with a little good fortune, where we can find our ways to a place like this one.
I can't say I know any of you personally, 3-D-like, but I've had thousands of drinks with the chat regulars, and you guys have made many a night for me when the relative lightweights I was drinking with hit the deck early.
Hope to rectify the "real life" thing with Screwball, and anybody else who wants to show, next season at Walburg.
My best to all of you...
Cliffie
"Nossir. Even in my worst delirium I never interfered with the flow of traffic. I never drank any hair tonic, either."
Well said, Judge. I have often said and will say many times over, the MDM kept me sane while living in South East Asia. Anytime I felt the judgment of my neighbors, heard the “tsk tsk” from the spouse or saw the bruises that could not be explained, I knew that in just a couple of key strokes before passing out, my friends would be there to support me. In return, support others from across the globe that I would never have known if I had not followed the link to a chat board.
I have flown to the US to sit in a dive with other MDMers at a Con. I have found shelter when passing through Gawd’s Country (that’s Texas for all y’all that are uncertain) and dinned with the finest of folks on the west coast. Goodness knows that I've spent boocoos of money on calling some of you; and not just to spring folks from an Arab jail. I can only imagine that when we move Stateside next month, a few weekends will be spent visiting others in the region and I couldn’t be happier!
Despite the paper product rarely showing up on my doorstep, despite the appearance of the father, despite the antics of us all when well into our cups, I am thankful that the MDM has been the vehicle to getting to know so many fine folks.
"Personally I prefer the buzz between 'all is good and well in the universe with this glass' drunk and 'IM A FUCKING VIKING!' drunk." Impish Boozehound
Gin McGuinness wrote:Well said, Judge. I have often said and will say many times over, the MDM kept me sane while living in South East Asia. Anytime I felt the judgment of my neighbors, heard the “tsk tsk” from the spouse or saw the bruises that could not be explained, I knew that in just a couple of key strokes before passing out, my friends would be there to support me. In return, support others from across the globe that I would never have known if I had not followed the link to a chat board.
I have flown to the US to sit in a dive with other MDMers at a Con. I have found shelter when passing through Gawd’s Country (that’s Texas for all y’all that are uncertain) and dinned with the finest of folks on the west coast. Goodness knows that I've spent boocoos of money on calling some of you; and not just to spring folks from an Arab jail. I can only imagine that when we move Stateside next month, a few weekends will be spent visiting others in the region and I couldn’t be happier!
Despite the paper product rarely showing up on my doorstep, despite the appearance of the father, despite the antics of us all when well into our cups, I am thankful that the MDM has been the vehicle to getting to know so many fine folks.
I know it ain't Texas (and I for one say "thank god"-not in a bad way...I'll have to explain it) but welcome home Gin....can't wait to hoist them together in my local.
Proverbs 31:6&7
"Pain is sometimes the price of laughter."-Oggar
CPE1704TKS
"The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane"-Marcus Aurelius
And afterwords we can run amok! Or if you're too tired, we can walk amok.
Judge wrote:I know it ain't Texas (and I for one say "thank god"-not in a bad way...I'll have to explain it) but welcome home Gin....can't wait to hoist them together in my local.
I look forward to it Judge.
"Personally I prefer the buzz between 'all is good and well in the universe with this glass' drunk and 'IM A FUCKING VIKING!' drunk." Impish Boozehound
Of course it did. It did prevent me from turning into a teetoateler (I believe that's the expression). Where it succeeded: Entertaining and keeping me sane through the million hotel rooms in the middle of nowhere I occupy, as part of work stuff. I am here, there, everywhere. I love just sitting down with a nice glass of beer/wine/whiskey and read MDM. I loved the magazine, discovered it first in 2007, then finally succumbed to temptation and registered on the MDM forum. Loved it ever since. I've not met any of you guys (blame it on work), but am hoping to, sometime soon. My home base is in Ann Arbor, so if you are ever around that area (and I am there), you're welcome to crash anytime at my pad. And the drinks are on me.Cheers!
I bought Tom (Grumpy) one of those Indiglos. Then it got caught on one of of his aircraft pieces of whatever, so he doesn't wear a watch at work anymore. Oh well. I would rather he keeps his body parts, rather than look cute with jewelry.
If failing means 3 trips to Denver detox(Ok one of the was a Dead show), then i failed.
If you can black it out forever, the best years of my life. Not the fucks I met here(they are tits)but me, it's all about me, and I am more of a man for it, not some Billy Bob movie. The Vegas brawds(a loose term for whore) I dangled with, the debts i won;t pay, the heartache, the joy, the pure euphoria of acceptance, the denial, the shame, then this is the true glory of MDM. The stories don;t do justice, the lsaw never does, the pain and reality cannot be shared thru a keyboard, the diseases that can, the whys the hows, the $20 judge loaned me after 3 days w/o food and only booze. the crimes, the shit i learned, some of the shit i forgot... Success? was Michael Jackson or Piccaso, time might say i have herpes.
I learned about life. Fuck any other website that says otherwise. We drink.
Gambling is a disease, but it's the only one you can win a ton of money for having - Norm Macdonald
Judge wrote:This topic comes up from time to time. Let me set it straight.
Some of you think if a magazine doesn't show up in your mailbox then MDM has failed.
If Frank doesn't post here. MDM has failed.
If the website hosting this bulletin board fucks up from time to time then MDM has failed.
I suspect some do not understand what MDM is trying to accomplish.
Not too many years ago, people such as ourselves represented a majority of adults. Years of feel good nanny state and the intrusion of pesky doctors, car insurance companies and madd mothers suddenly drove us into the shadows.
When MDM and Frank came on the scene we were reminded that it is not an embarrassment to live our lives the way we do. He gave us tools to reach out to each other across the nation and the planet, to reconnect to the commonality that we are all getting shit upon by life, government, exwives, etc. and that through the millennia booze has allowed the common folk, the downtrodden and the rich elite to come together in drunken revelry and comraderie.
In my life Frank allowed me to hold my head high, to explore new places with a renewed zest for life, to add to my family and stretch my liver to the fullest. I have friends now across the globe that would never ever have happened. I have grandchildren who won't be raise to think "grandpa's drinking is a problem". I flew to Rochester in fucking January in a blizzard to end all blizzards to hang out in a shitty apartment (no offense Mayhem but well, you know), ate lobster fresh from the ocean in Mass, laughed with a Brit and watched a Hungarian pass out in my kitchen.
I made French food, was indoctrinated to a Scottish clan, let a New Englander marry my daughter. I could go on for chapters and so could most of you.
If you had mini conventions/invasions. If you married or spirited fellow drunkards across the continent, if you've traveled the globe just to hoist a few with your fellow imbibers, if you've called from the far east for help to get another member sprung from a Dubai jail........you have MDM to thank.
And if you engaged in several bad relationships, no good comes without bad. Sorry again you know who.
The magazine could fold today. This website could fold tomorrow and MDM will not have failed. It will have served its mission in how we rose up from the fake disdain of our pussified society. We hold our heads high, we do not apologize for how we live as we live well with most of the people of history.
MDM has succeeded because you are here. If it should go away someday, what you have learned, the fellowship you have entered into, the pleasure you glean from a good glass of bourbon/scotch/beer/wine/vodka/gin/palmwine etc., will be all the more satisfying as you know it is right that you enjoy it and let the world pass away for at least a little bit until the harsh light of the next workday pounds its merciless radiation into your suffering brain.
I'll have no more talk about MDM and failing. It has succeeded beyond its founders wildest imagination. Actually he might imagine much more but its the gin talking.
My gowd that was good reading. Good on you and Skolunte!
And they say her flower is faded now
Hard weather and hard booze
But maybe that's just the price you pay
For the chains you refuse
