So how was YOUR Christmas Party???
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Going on it tommorow-Liverpool,all day/night session! Start off in the pubs,then go clubs later-most people voting for Society. Gonna see how many NewOrder tracks i can get on the jukeboxes through out the day!
Christmas what? In my dept. there's a crew of 3. Of the 3, 2 have an "interest" in all things brewed/distilled. (Yes, I'm one of them!) On top of this my employers are tighter than a camel's ring in a sandstorm, so any financial contributions towards a hangover are non-existant. So a 2 man piss up doesn't really seem worth the effort, unless we gatecrash someone else's do.
We might, if we're very lucky, get a meal out of the bastards in Spring, at which point I will order the most expensive thing on the menu, even if it makes me want to puke. Just out of spite.
There you go. Your job's not so shite after all, is it? :D
5 beers and 6 Barcadi and Cokes. Came home with a new camera, jacket and beer cooler. Stopped at a smoke free bar and had a Jaggerbomb. Mrs. Twist had a green apple martini. Some DJ playing shit but better than no music.
This morning, bad gas. I am the terrorist of the house!
we haven't had our christmas party yet, but friday night we had a bachelorette party for a friend of mine who's getting married in india in 2 weeks. among other things, we blindfolded her and took her to an 'adult' store. most memorable item: 'the great american challenge.' longer than my arm (from elbow to tip of my fingers) and probably thicker, the package warned: 'can you take it on!' no, probably not.
Ours is Saturday night, and won't be as wild as the one in the link.................probably.....
. We had a rather twisted time on the way to Seattle for a Mariner/Yankee game in August, which my boss paid for. Got a great boss, getting a great meal and all one can drink Saturday, thank God it's only a 10 minute walk from my house.
Originally posted by twist This morning, bad gas. I am the terrorist of the house!
Poor people!!!
I warned them. I said "GET THE FOOK OFF MY BED AND OUTTA MY ROOM!!" Was having trouble listening to the Wellington 82 gig. Children insisted on jumping on the bed, stealling my pillows and covers. I had no choice but to use the a WMD.