Fabricsoftner wrote: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.
"If I had all the money that I've spent on drink, I'd spend it on drink!"
"The trouble with internet quotes is that one can never be sure if they are genuine." - Abraham Lincoln
Kindly listen to this
, please....He used to do surgery...