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quote: sirmoonie wrote:
So does this one. Even in the darkest moments, hope springs eternal.
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Tuesday July 20, 2004
ROGERSVILLE, Tenn. (AP) The party's over for four inmates accused of going on a beer run after the jail's doors were accidentally left unlocked.
Dude, the inmates actually paid for the beer ? What a bunch of pussies, they should've pulled a beer run or as we used to call them a "Wahoooo!!!" cuz that's what you yelled as you ran out the door with all the unpaid for beer stuffed under your arms...Wahoooo !!!!
It's not like they had anything to lose.
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[sniff] Will the [sniff].....will the last person with a bottle of hootch in their hand, please turn out the light on this thread....... |
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Ten Thousand Motels |
quote: sirmoonie wrote:
[sniff] Will the [sniff].....will the last person with a bottle of hootch in their hand, please turn out the light on this thread.......
Don't even think about it. LOL. This thread is an institution. |
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stewed & Keefed |
quote: Ten Thousand Motels wrote:
Don't even think about it. LOL. This thread is an institution.
I'll drink to that. |
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Bloozehound |
Today I picked up a few primo cigars & I got a 6'r of Guinness Xtra stout in the cooler....I'm thinkin' about it.... |
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Bloozehound |
All you girlie-men with your pathetic, little Smirnoff ice drinks...Haw Haw Haw!
It's Bier o'clock over here Girlie men !!! haw HAw Haw
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Bloozehound |
Plz try not slip and hurt yourselves on all your little twist-off bottle caps Girlie-men Haw hAw HAw! |
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Some Guy |
Drinking coffee, bitches. |
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Ten Thousand Motels |
quote: Bloozehound wrote:
All you girlie-men with your pathetic, little Smirnoff ice drinks...Haw Haw Haw!
It's Bier o'clock over here Girlie men !!! haw HAw Haw
girlie-men!!!!! Real men drink Budwieser, mass produced guzzle juice for Joe Sixpack. |
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Bloozehound |
ze little girlie-men are scared of ze bier, cause it might ruin ze little figures and put ze little pimples on ze faces |
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VoodooChileInWOnderl |
It's Friday night...
Time for a voodoo brew

or an expensive win-o
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LadyJane |
Fryday night...the Seabreezes are being gulped at record pace!!
Cheers!!
LJ. |
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gypsy |
I'm going to miss you drunken bastards! |
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gypsy |
Yeah, it's Friday night...and here I am on RO.
This weekend will be fun in MO...cuz we have a lot of friends to party with...and my dad is having his class reunion...and he's a fucking riot. I love my dad...he's cool...he got me into the Stones.
But I promised my grandma that I would stay with her for a week or two...after my boyfriend comes back home...and I know I'm going to eat at Shoney's, Captain D's, and all those old people restaurants...and I'm going to watch every episode of Matlock...and I will know what every old woman in town ate, where they ate, and if they 'took diarrhea,' as my grandma says it.
Also, she has this 774-OBIT number on her speed dial, so she can hear who died...takes pics of peoples' bodies in their coffins...very macabre...is it a Southern thing? I'm just curious. |
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Bloozehound |
southern things, are good things, pony gal |
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Bloozehound |
quote: VoodooChileInWOnderl wrote:
It's Friday night...
Time for a voodoo brew

or an expensive win-o

talk about weighing your options....I'll be an XpensiveWino any ol' day...
KR& Winos
999
Makin' it, doesn't matter how many
Takin'it
Well, I can't shake it
Off of my back, damn monkey
It's either too tight
Or it's too slack
How much
That's all it is ooh
Ninety nine
How much, yahh
Now, ninety nine
You better hack it baby
Yea, my time exploded, space blew up
Need something in my dixie cup
Whoa, let me get it right
There's the best pair of lips I've kissed all night
How much, well give it to me
I'll pay you later
Nine ninety nine
Ohh, I got a pocket calculator
Yeah, wake up, it don't make sense
Nickles and dimes
Nine ninety nine
The lion and the lamb are locked in an embrance
You won't get it till it's in your face
Ohh, I got me out of depper red
Don't panic
Ah, it's where I want to be
Yeah, oh
A useful member of society, huh!
I just need a little of that old money
Gimme ninety nine, yea
Well, I can't shake it off of my back
God damn monkey
Aw, it's too tight, or it's too slack
Yeah some things never change
Price of bullets remains the same
Here we go
Hand over fist, slap on the wrist
Umm, nine nine
That's all I'm askin'How much
How much do you want to give
Just a little bit
Nine
Yeah they operate
Look at the state of my baby
Wll, it cost 20 grand, pitfull
Yeah, that's a nine
Put your money where your mouth is
Cough it up
Ohh nickels and dimes
Yeah, huh, ooh
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Whats up with that Win0 bottle its a5 wicked as it sems ,looks like a chardenwet, and the Vood0o longuer "th worst"is typical green botle for a red rciher wine msparks wil fly
wahts up wit day, mean disposti0n
winos more pottent Elline lean on me
toooo musg winee for meee lolkopjkoihio]j[oi'
[this post was ed1ted By xp3nsive wiN0]
suck on trhe jagular |
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egon |
back from holiday on the cote d'azur and very excited to see this thread at the top... VERY excited!
It's saturday (almost)evening, so let the drinking begin/continue.
oh yeah, and i did find nellcote this time! |
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parmeda |
quote: gypsy wrote:
Also, she has this 774-OBIT number on her speed dial, so she can hear who died...takes pics of peoples' bodies in their coffins...very macabre...is it a Southern thing? I'm just curious.
rotflmao...gypsy, your grandmother is in good company, dear. You'd be surprised, very surprised, as to how many people do the same.
Okay, my head is still pounding.
Too much cheap wine last night.
I should have known better... |
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Ten Thousand Motels |
"Do you know what YOU DID last night?" very sarcastically.
Speaking of Woody's little stint at the restaurant, provided it's true. I can't blame the guy though. Back in the 80's I used to hear that question alot. LOL. After awhile I learned my lesson. In other words don't tell me because I don't want to hear it. I got restored to social drinking one night after I fell down into a 50 foot deep trench. Luckily I landed on my back on a very small ledge only about 10 feet down.
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stewed & Keefed |
I ended up in a fish pond one night and can't remember how or why. lol. |
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Bloozehound |
I got dumped off on my neighbors doorstep once, I managed to crawl home somehow, but left my cap and wallet on the neighbors doorstep lol |
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Ten Thousand Motels |
LOL? NOT GOOD!!!!!! Leaving tracks is the sign of an ametuer. After you get to be a pro you kind of have a sixth sense about cleaning up ALL tracks. "I didn't do it, nobody saw me do it, you can't prove nothing". (Bart will become a great politician LOL)
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Bloozehound |
yes amatuer hour exactly, I think I was a freshman in highschool when that happened, long time ago
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Bloozehound |
quote: stewed & Keefed wrote:
I ended up in a fish pond one night and can't remember how or why. lol.
lol!
you didn't drown ? |
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Bloozehound |
it's hammer time girlie-men !!!

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sirmoonie |
Hey, hey, hey! Rock Moof-boozers! We're back on ....whaaa?
[Sound check] [tap, tap, tap, one, two, three]
WTF? Okay, ready? Cuz, I'm ready to blast some booze related material. Here we go!
[technical problems]
Fuck! This is fucking ponderous! Fucking ponderous!
[technical difficulties]
What a fucking pisser...
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Its the taxpayer's time, that we are comcerned...
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gypsy |
Hey guys! I got completely wasted last night at the high school reunion. Had a fucking blast. This millionaire dude gave me the keys to his Hummer...and I drove all my girlfriends from high school around...spinning donuts on old country roads. Total redneck style.
Oh, yeah...and of course there was the obligatory half-ass fight between two guys...like, no punches were thrown...just trash-talking and some grappling. Why are men such idiots when they're drunk? |
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egon |
quote: gypsy wrote:
Hey guys! I got completely wasted last night at the high school reunion.
You make me feel so proud of you! |
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Ten Thousand Motels |
quote: gypsy wrote:
Why are men such idiots when they're drunk?
LOL. That is one of life's deepest mysterys. I shall ponder that in this evenings meditations. |
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