The five stages of....

Looks like me last night. Were you at my place, Andy ? ;)
I can't remember the wheelbarrow but there is a lot I can't remember. There are funny tracks in the hall, though.....
 
Nice! I think they got it right, I'm entering stage 1 now! Drink up!
 
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I can either recall or have been shown pictures of me reaching each and every stage.... :eek:

Many years ago I was being transferred out of a unit, we were small and pretty close knit. They of course took me out for a night to see me off. There are pictures but they are ugly.... LOL Anyway we were at a pub/club place, a little seedy but OK.... long story short but (in my mind) one of the girls on the team and I were OWNING the dance floor....!!!! We came back to the table where the rest were and they were eating pizza.... I of course asked where it came from and the reply from our OIC was "you two charmers won the dance contest"... see....told you all we OWNED that dance floor...!!!!! OK...so the next day after they recovered me from the garden bed where I slept, the whole story came out. See me and my dance partner were both well on the way to hangovers during "the contest" part of the dancing. It seems our signature move that won us said contest involved me stumbling from one side of the dance floor to the other before promptly falling in a heap (I still maintain this was a quasi break dance move - but I digress)...this would result in my partner stumbling after me and bending at the waist to pick me up. I still maintain that the fact she was wearing a dress that was probably closer to a singlet top than a dress, and then bending at the waist had NOTHING to do with us winning said contest... and we were in complete control each of the six or seven times it is alleged to have occurred...!!!!!
 
Andy, all I can say is that stereotypes exist for a reason...you may be a drunk, but being a pom I'm self important, arrogant, and uptight. And a drunk.
 
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