― Matt (Matt), Tuesday, 9 November 2004 09:17 (nineteen years ago) link
I came here dying of thirst and who gave me water? The Brits! I stood on the beach at Dunkirk and who strapped buckets to their feet and walked across the channel to rescue me? The Brits! Who invented a clock that enabled seagoers to seek out strange new worlds and new civilizations without falling off of the edge? A Brit! Who rallied the British nation to follow an insane American warmonger to invade a small defenseless country and...well...nevermind that one. Who fills the stands to watch a cricket match, a game that the majority of the world finds totally pointless? The Brits!
I could go on and on if I could think of anything. You see? I am at my "wit's end" as it were, whereas someone like Rex could pick up these thoughts and run towards that infinite horizon known to lessor minds as "British Humor".
Rally your countrymen, Matthew. Ask a Drunk is assembled on the shore of a literary Dunkirk and instead of Hitler's army, it is apathy and mediocrity that approach from the east.
RALLY, you Brits! Rally in the name of England and the Queen! Remember the immortal words of Winston Churchill..."We have nothing to fear but sobriety..."
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Tuesday, 9 November 2004 12:12 (nineteen years ago) link
― Aimless (Aimless), Wednesday, 10 November 2004 20:22 (nineteen years ago) link
I, like Al Capp, like breasts. Big ones.
Oh, and Bob Dylan.
Breasts and Bob Dylan.
The very thought causes quivers.
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Wednesday, 10 November 2004 21:21 (nineteen years ago) link
― Aimless (Aimless), Saturday, 18 June 2005 04:19 (eighteen years ago) link
― MSW (MSW), Monday, 20 June 2005 13:16 (eighteen years ago) link
― M. White (Miguelito), Monday, 20 June 2005 17:34 (eighteen years ago) link
― MSW (MSW), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 21:04 (eighteen years ago) link
The more things change, the more confused I get, which represents a kind of stability, I suppose.
― Aimless, Wednesday, 10 February 2010 04:06 (fourteen years ago) link
A pleasurable, positive inertia, of sorts
― matt, Saturday, 12 June 2010 23:37 (thirteen years ago) link
Yay to incessant posting of inane, asinine utterances of idiocy! Drunk history is the Best! See: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hK3ZyA5mC30&feature=fvw Personally, I'm looking forward to the drunk history of the enema because I know it's something that we all want to learn more about.
― Vicbowling, Thursday, 8 July 2010 22:57 (thirteen years ago) link
time passes slow on the plush stools of ormskirk. zen clown, sue denim, dude, linskey: i'll gather a few laurel leaves to cast upon the wind. (sorry, it's the curry.)
etc, etc, hurley
― hurley, Sunday, 18 July 2010 11:41 (thirteen years ago) link
korma chameleon
etc
― matt, Thursday, 21 October 2010 22:14 (thirteen years ago) link
Careful, the beast within quivers and snores loudly.
― I used to be Dude Steel (OldPoster), Thursday, 3 February 2011 22:55 (thirteen years ago) link
*Hiccup*
― Le mépris vient de la tête, la haine vient du cœur (Michael White), Thursday, 3 February 2011 23:12 (thirteen years ago) link
You had better have a drink for that Hiccup.
― I used to be Dude Steel (OldPoster), Saturday, 5 February 2011 02:03 (thirteen years ago) link
We traditionalists spell it: hiccough. The reasons for this are lost in the mists of time, but dammit, traditions must be honored! That is why I am drinking this bumper of mead.
― Aimless, Saturday, 5 February 2011 02:07 (thirteen years ago) link
Is that a '57 Buick bumper?
That's a lot of mead, but I'm sure you are up to the challenge!
― I used to be Dude Steel (OldPoster), Saturday, 5 February 2011 16:12 (thirteen years ago) link
..... and since you are drinking mead .... wouldn't it be "lost in the mysts of tyme"?
― I used to be Dude Steel (OldPoster), Saturday, 5 February 2011 16:14 (thirteen years ago) link