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turn out the lights, Irene."

George Gobel.



"Well, I'll be a dirty bird!"
 
Hic...Haec...Hoc

Nothing as classic as a Chianti Classico with a barbequed Cervelata...
 
I just went slumming with some plain old hamburgers and some quality time with a guy named Jack. We go way back to high school... er... I mean I didn't meet him til I was 21. Anyway Jack is not always the best of friends he usually gives me one hell of a head ache.
 
I just went slumming with some plain old hamburgers and some quality time with a guy named Jack. We go way back to high school... er... I mean I didn't meet him til I was 21. Anyway Jack is not always the best of friends he usually gives me one hell of a head ache.

Heh! Like a true friend, though, he's always there when you need him. ;)
 
But it's amazing how a couple of aspirin and a big glass of water before bed smoothes out the relationship. ;)
 
But it's amazing how a couple of aspirin and a big glass of water before bed smoothes out the relationship. ;)

Absolutely! The water more so than the aspirin though. Alcohol dehydrates the body which is the main cause of the headache. When I am trasehd I chug a bottle of water before I crash then when I inevitably get up to go to the bathroom I drink more.

When I was a younger my cure for a hangover in the winter was to get up, take a scalding hot shower then go out on the back porch shirtless in the morning cold. Trust me you are pretty sober by then. Course then I kept getting bronchitis so....
 
I just went slumming with some plain old hamburgers and some quality time with a guy named Jack. We go way back to high school... er... I mean I didn't meet him til I was 21. Anyway Jack is not always the best of friends he usually gives me one hell of a head ache.

Interesting...I've known Jack for a long time, and he's the only one of my drinking buddies who's never given me a headache. A couple of my colleagues from Tennessee are friends of his, too, and they tell me he's never given them a headache either.:confused:
 
Interesting...I've known Jack for a long time, and he's the only one of my drinking buddies who's never given me a headache. A couple of my colleagues from Tennessee are friends of his, too, and they tell me he's never given them a headache either.:confused:

The worst hangover I have ever had resulted from drinking a 1/2 gallon of cheap wine (we called it 'Dago Red', but that's not PC now) during the 1961 Mardi Gras in New Orleans, LA. It felt like a performance of 'Riverdance' was being held in my head. As I was swigging it I vaguely remember being seated on a curb blowing chunks in the gutter as the Krewe of Proteus rolled by, but the rest of that day is a blur so I must have continued to drink.

Water only made you drunk again, so finally, after taking four Alka-Seltzer tablets washed down with orange juice and a remarkable series of deep, flavorful belches, the hangover abated.

Ah, memories. :D
 
My hangover cure was a bottle of Lucozade and two Aspirin.
It worked most of the time.
 
SEJLE OP AF ÅEN...CHEERS. :cool:


(It's a Danish song we sing when we are having fun.)...and being drbnk...HIC. :eek:
 
I don't generally get hangovers. I don't really drink enough to get them, I just drink til everything is pleasantly dulled at the edges and stop when I can't stop laughing at something stupid.
 
I don't generally get hangovers. I don't really drink enough to get them, I just drink til everything is pleasantly dulled at the edges and stop when I can't stop laughing at something stupid.

I never tried to get drunk but when I was young it took so little to make me silly it was hard not to be. I remember the last day of Basic Combat Training. They let each of us buy a six pack to while away the last afternoon. I literally couldn't finish mine.

Now I tend to restrict myself to a couple of glasses of wine with dinner or a bottle of beer. Note that's tend to. Tonight might be a different story, given the choice of spiritous beverages in the bottom drawer of the pantry.

Let's see, if I start by putting some Kaluha on a dish of ice cream and follow it up with a glass "or so" of Bailey's Irish Cream or maybe the African version called Amarula . . .
 
It was Vognier for me this evening.

But the Redskins won. That was nice, for a change.
 
Pre-season - who cares.

[Even if it was the Steelers]

Considering that in recent years the Redskins looked like a high school team in the preseason and looked pretty good tonight, I'm happy.

I don't care greatly, though. Even during the regular season. I wasn't pumping pom-poms or anything. Just having conversation here.
 
I never tried to get drunk but when I was young it took so little to make me silly it was hard not to be. I remember the last day of Basic Combat Training. They let each of us buy a six pack to while away the last afternoon. I literally couldn't finish mine.

Now I tend to restrict myself to a couple of glasses of wine with dinner or a bottle of beer. Note that's tend to. Tonight might be a different story, given the choice of spiritous beverages in the bottom drawer of the pantry.

Let's see, if I start by putting some Kaluha on a dish of ice cream and follow it up with a glass "or so" of Bailey's Irish Cream or maybe the African version called Amarula . . .

Oh Voluptuary, you brought back memories of swigging Southern Comfort while I was in BCT at dear ol' Fort Jackson, SC, and getting thrown in the messhall grease pit, thoroughly wasted. Oh, youth!
 
My hangover cure used to be three large raw eggs in a pint of tomato juice laced with Lea and Perrins Worcester Sauce.

It worked for all hangovers except those caused by too much Devonshire scrumpy. Nothing worked for a scrumpy hangover.
 
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