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'General Malaise said:
I posted about this last week or so. I'm 38 now, but work out pretty hard, take a lot of supplement vitamins, etc., and I rarely get hangovers. I still get the cloudy-mind for a day, but I don't feel sick at all. Exercise works.
Mint this post and hang it above your computer. Call it CLASSIC HOMER and learn to stop resisting its glory. Only change "Engaged" to "16 years old."So my bar is a private club, therefore we have to close at 1am. And it was kinda slow tonight so I had everything done and was out the door by 1;30, which gave me plenty of time to get out for a bit and chase some late-night tail. And ftr, I was hammered like a champ.
Got to another bar around 1:45. Hot bartender chick who I would swear on a sstack of bibles that i've never even seen before...but she knew my name and wahta I drink. Started hanging out, and seriously I've never had a girl flirting with me so hard. I'm at one end of the bar, she's there. other end, she's there. Outside smoking, she's bringing me shots and we're rocking out to the juke.
this is a place I used to work at, so I hop back in the kitchen for my next smokey treat. Obviously knowing she'd come back theree...he said in a devilish manner. So we're making out in the kithcen for a little bit, Homer is winning, all is right with the world. At some point she has to get back to the bar, and I happily finsh my smoke and get back to the crowd. So I'm talking to a guy I know and say we need to do some shots, I try to get this Rachel chick's attention (her name is Rachel btw) and he says "She's engaged". So I assume he's saying she's taking care of other customers...but that's not what he meant. He meant SHE'S ENGAGED.
Yes, less than a week after I promised myself that my wang would stop getting me in trouble, I was making out with a chick that has a friggin ring on her fingger. FML.
Nice work, Alias.Picked a bad sports night to fall asleep early with a cold. GB the Rangers losing.
Jesus, he's already kicking his chick to the curb and now you're telling him that his scotch is not agreeing with him?
(BTW, Bowmore, an Islay, is outstanding. My all time favorite).Field trips are fun!
Jesus, he's already kicking his chick to the curb and now you're telling him that his scotch is not agreeing with him?
I actually haven't tried Bowmore. I'll pick a bottle up today. Talking about the 3D3 again got me interested, but since it's not being made, it's hard to find. Found This link. Shipping is a bit much, so could use some advice on what else to get that I haven't tried to make shipping more even.Cool. Bowmore is more smokey, oakey, and berry, and certainly more subtle than the peaty scotch you're used to. Everyone's got a different palate, but it's worth a try.Jesus, he's already kicking his chick to the curb and now you're telling him that his scotch is not agreeing with him?
Rachel & fiancee's wedding fund 1Homer 0
Keys, do you smoke cigs? I found that, during the 40,000 times I quit, hangovers hurt much less when I wasn't smoking. Also, drink a bunch of water before you go to bed after drinking all night. That helps with the dehydration aspect that plays so much in the hangover recipe.Cool. Bowmore is more smokey, oakey, and berry, and certainly more subtle than the peaty scotch you're used to. Everyone's got a different palate, but it's worth a try.Jesus, he's already kicking his chick to the curb and now you're telling him that his scotch is not agreeing with him?
You're either with us or against us.
They really are.
ETA
I normally do drink a bunch of water. That does help.No, I don't smoke. I haven't even had a cigar in 5+ years, and I've never been a regular smoker.Keys, do you smoke cigs? I found that, during the 40,000 times I quit, hangovers hurt much less when I wasn't smoking. Also, drink a bunch of water before you go to bed after drinking all night. That helps with the dehydration aspect that plays so much in the hangover recipe.Cool. Bowmore is more smokey, oakey, and berry, and certainly more subtle than the peaty scotch you're used to. Everyone's got a different palate, but it's worth a try.Jesus, he's already kicking his chick to the curb and now you're telling him that his scotch is not agreeing with him?
As pointed out above, it could well be the ingredients in addition to your body ageing. I had a friend who only got hangovers drinking Heineken - he could drink stuff like M's Best all night and feel fine the next day. St Pauli or the like, he was fine to
ne other thing - and it depends on your stomach - eating about 1,000 mgs of aspirin before bed can help too. That helps the trauma of a headache while you're sleeping.
I'll see your stupid dog and raise you an obnoxious, overweight, brain-rot cat who fancies himself as a hunter of sorts, staring at the windows with like a stalker with a vicious tail wag whenever a squirrel roams around in the yard in front of him. The other day, I decided to let him out to see what would happen as the squirrel was essentially taunting him for 20 minutes right outside the window. I slowly opened the front door, pitched the 18 pound lump of lard out in the direction of the rodent and watched in sheer delight as the cat pounced upon the varmint, thinking finally the lazy sack of turd had done something remotely cat-like. As I dreamt of this feline ripping this squirrel to shreds, Jules the cat let out a horrific whine and turned tail back into the house faster than I've ever seen him run before, settling under the dining room table. I guess once he mounted the squirrel the squirrel turned around and made a squeal noise that freaked the cat the hell out. What a waste of fat and fur.
Dunno, but noticed him popping back up last week on some ESPN Radio shows. He actually had a good rebuttal to Bryant Gumble's "David Stern is a Plantation Overseer" stuff.
cat needs a pep-talk.Maybe show him some game film
Would you mind going back and scouring the cow patties in the fields for mushrooms? TIA.
Wow. I knew he could make all those funny noises but who knew he could do such a great Roger Daltrey impression?
dog has to cross a linoleum floor to get from the dining room to the back door. every day when i come home from work and let her outside i debate whether she will make it across the thing without breaking her neck.some days it's like she doesn't notice it.. trots right across it just fine. some days she sorta cautiously walks across it.and some days, like yesterday, she gets gawks with terrified eyes, haunches down, ears down legs splayed like a fawn learning to walk, tongue out like Tanner trying to figure out a particularly difficult math problem... takes a couple tentative steps forward, then runs in place like Scooby Doo for about 3 seconds before propelling her body like a turkey bowled in to ten-pins.the scratching sound of her nails on the floor heightens her anxiety. that's when you can really see the fear in her eyes. if she could squeal i'm certain she would.yesterday she covered the 10 feet from doorway to back steps in about 0.3 seconds flat. none of it on her feet after the initial launch. crashed in to the kitchen cabinets on her way down the steps on her side. felt horrible for her but she hopped up like nothing happened then dashed out the door after a non-existent squirrel.it's bad enough when she does this to go outside but even worse when going up or down the stairs. worse still when one of us is navigating the steps and she does her best Sonic impression under your legs. she hasn't killed me yet but i'm pretty certain she'll get me before she dies.eta: she's an appx 75lb german shepherd/husky mix
I'd never thought of Woodstock as the first juggalo get-together, but...
Have no idea what that means, but let's assume it's funny
now it's even funnier.Have no idea what that means, but let's assume it's funny
Splain, Lucy, if you don't mind. I really don't know what "juggalo" means.now it's even funnier.Have no idea what that means, but let's assume it's funny
My ex wife just asked if I can spend the day with my daughter. I love my daughter more than anything, but it turns out only very, very slightly more than eggs benedict, bloody marys and a brunette with 36Ds that likes watching football and getting day-drunk. FML.
Murray
Gates.
Tell me about it. There was a ton of collateral damage that came out of that night - including my first divorce and my brother almost shooting his GF when she climbed in his kitchen window after getting out of jail. Plus, I'm incredibly liberal socially and can't believe what an ### I was in pimping Reagan. I'm assuming I was trying to tweak my hippie aunt/uncle.
I have an 80-pound pit/lab mix that does the same exact thing on our hardwood floors. Some days, he's fine, other days you'd think the house was a slip-and-slide. Last time he did it he slammed into an open cabinet door and broke the damn thing off the hinges.dog has to cross a linoleum floor to get from the dining room to the back door. every day when i come home from work and let her outside i debate whether she will make it across the thing without breaking her neck.some days it's like she doesn't notice it.. trots right across it just fine. some days she sorta cautiously walks across it.and some days, like yesterday, she gets gawks with terrified eyes, haunches down, ears down legs splayed like a fawn learning to walk, tongue out like Tanner trying to figure out a particularly difficult math problem... takes a couple tentative steps forward, then runs in place like Scooby Doo for about 3 seconds before propelling her body like a turkey bowled in to ten-pins.the scratching sound of her nails on the floor heightens her anxiety. that's when you can really see the fear in her eyes. if she could squeal i'm certain she would.yesterday she covered the 10 feet from doorway to back steps in about 0.3 seconds flat. none of it on her feet after the initial launch. crashed in to the kitchen cabinets on her way down the steps on her side. felt horrible for her but she hopped up like nothing happened then dashed out the door after a non-existent squirrel.it's bad enough when she does this to go outside but even worse when going up or down the stairs. worse still when one of us is navigating the steps and she does her best Sonic impression under your legs. she hasn't killed me yet but i'm pretty certain she'll get me before she dies.eta: she's an appx 75lb german shepherd/husky mix
I love her already.Sorry about your luck.
Costco has some rubber mats for sale now. They're about 2x4' and come in a number of discrete colors/patterns. They do not slide around, match about anything and only cost about $22 each.dog has to cross a linoleum floor to get from the dining room to the back door. every day when i come home from work and let her outside i debate whether she will make it across the thing without breaking her neck.some days it's like she doesn't notice it.. trots right across it just fine. some days she sorta cautiously walks across it.and some days, like yesterday, she gets gawks with terrified eyes, haunches down, ears down legs splayed like a fawn learning to walk, tongue out like Tanner trying to figure out a particularly difficult math problem... takes a couple tentative steps forward, then runs in place like Scooby Doo for about 3 seconds before propelling her body like a turkey bowled in to ten-pins.the scratching sound of her nails on the floor heightens her anxiety. that's when you can really see the fear in her eyes. if she could squeal i'm certain she would.yesterday she covered the 10 feet from doorway to back steps in about 0.3 seconds flat. none of it on her feet after the initial launch. crashed in to the kitchen cabinets on her way down the steps on her side. felt horrible for her but she hopped up like nothing happened then dashed out the door after a non-existent squirrel.it's bad enough when she does this to go outside but even worse when going up or down the stairs. worse still when one of us is navigating the steps and she does her best Sonic impression under your legs. she hasn't killed me yet but i'm pretty certain she'll get me before she dies.eta: she's an appx 75lb german shepherd/husky mix
Was it really a strip club?
. I love this guy!
she's terrified of any sort of obstacles on the floor. we have tried rugs and such. she just won't go anywhere near them.
he's the answer to all that plagues the BroncosA Tebow pass just made me
