Shit monday

[oettinger]

Pretty much me on mondays: Wynyard from the feebles
and replace the vietkong with my father and boss e voila: I will be throwing paint brushes though

[JimLahey]

Well, the day is here once again. Not as dreadful as last time though, had a really relaxing beer filled weekend and got up at 1:30pm today. Feeling good, more beer, more good.

edit: I actually meant to post that in the Sunday thread but fuck it, they are close enough. That upper bit of tranquility will contrast nicely with my Monday Morning Rage tomorrow.

[oettinger]

Work rocks and I love mondays!


See, still drunk! I did not shave, did not shower, did not change underwear but am having vodka breakfast. My urine tells me that the stupid vending machine called life put out another crappy awful day.

Cheers


oh and I wrote a drunken text message to the russian buddy`s sister, mondays can not get better than that!

[oettinger]

Umm, hey booznik didn`t I mention setting my alarm clock last night? Well for some reason I didn`t but the noise the workers make outside woke me up anyway. Sounds like they are literally scratching old paint off this building`s front, I hope they don`t mind me smoking heavily into their faces

[Donald J. Drunk]

http://imgur.com/gallery/xuZHwm2

[Zog]

[mistah willies]

Now there's an idea

Tuesday will become the new enemy, but Wednesday has always been hump the dogday

[JimLahey]

Well we've made it through the most terrible most dreadful day of the week and its time for drinks, can I get an AMEN!?

[Patchez]

That is an outstanding Idea. Now I will have to find a perfect beer style for a Monday. I'm thinking either porter, the working man's beer, or a barleywine, cause it's Monday and you need high ABV.

[mistah willies]

I have yet to sip a barleywine I would enjoy. What would you recommend, dear Hirsute One?


For now, Monday is a word not in my vocabulary. It is like a whisper form a creature under my bed, slithering about, hinting of the end of the good times.

It is like them bright bar lights that show the real appearance of each visage when "last call" is rung with a bell.

Monday is the last chapter of our Drunkard Bible: it is the prophecy of the end times, but it is not a revelation. It is a lie.


Now let us drink like true men of skill and expertise.

DRINK! DRINK! against the drying of our flight.


.

[oettinger]

it is the prophecy of the end times

Yep the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse: Alarm clock, work, hangover, stupid people

But there are also the Four Horsemen of the Drunkalypse: Don`t give a fuck, lazyness, counter-drink, drunk people

Drink people like it`s your last one, everytime!

[oettinger]

Technically it`s monday already but I will pretend it`s fried day still and drink with you.
Monday doesn`t hit until the alarm says fuck you, right?

[mistah willies]

My black rum done run out.

Why do you leave me, my lovelty Miss Ethyl?

Why?

All I have is cheapo beer

Where did you go? Why did you go?

[oettinger]

My black rum done run out.

Why do you leave me, my lovelty Miss Ethyl?

Why?

All I have is cheapo beer

Where did you go? Why did you go?

Cause mother work took me into her peacefull lap, love her for that.


Squeezing out while suffocating dear mother, let me go for a quick drink it`s friday already damnit!

[Mr. Viking]

I'm worried already about next monday lurching around