ALL STAR PUB POST THREAD

[greygoose]

My mom passed away a year and a half a go. This year I decided to put some bandannas that she wore during her chemo period onto my motorcycle handlebars as a tribute and hoping she was looking out for me. Well Tuesday I was coming home for work and some asshole didn't stop at his stop sign and pulled out and tried to race across the main road to the other side but pulled out right in front of me. I hit the brakes and laid the bike down like textbook and slid off, slammng into the handlebars and tank as the bike stopped at the car's tires. I actually walked away from that crash with no broken bones, just a banged up knees and thighs, and my bike has hardly a scratch. It's absolutely insane.

I think my mom had something to do with that. She was my best drinking buddy.

[greygoose]

courtesy of the rooster...

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[greygoose]

But it turns out I'm a drunken amnesiac. I started noticing that I sometimes wrote posts I forgot to submit. I would forget my dick if I didn't hold it in such great esteem- The fact that it's stuck onto me doesn't matter, I'd manage to leave it somewhere and forget it anyway.

[greygoose]

Midwest Invasion post...

RA, I don't think anyone could have captured it so nicely.

And tonight friends, I drink to you and take my laptop along with me. I will attempt to do drunken postings from the bar if I can manage. I miss all of you whom I met over Memorial Day. I will always hold a place in my heart for the emotion I felt while in the Doghouse drinking Jameson out of a thermos and watching some true American heroes in action.

I will always hold a special place for all the memories from that weekend and all the great people. MA (Ms. Asshole) says the same.

[Barca]

ringgggg
'hello?"
"this is me, is that you?"
'yeah, its me'
"why did i call?"
hangup

[Judge]

I never understood why they call alcohol a depressant.
I'm having a fuckin BLAST!

-Thirsty Drunk 4/11/11

[Judge]

Just because you're drinking alone doesn't mean you can't get punched in the eye.

[Judge]

[greygoose]

...courtesy of coquis_chris

I remember when I was 19 the cops busted a party at a friend's apartment at college and the RA came in as I was drinking a 40 and was like "Put that down! Let's go! The cops are already outside!"

I was like, "What are they gonna do, double-arrest me?" Then I chugged the rest of the 40 in his face.

Fuck that? If you're already gonna get hauled off, you may as well take a swig that counts; its gonna be a long night and those benches are cold!

[Palinka]

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.