WashYourHands

Cat Malogen
If alcohol had to be imbibed, cider would be the gateway. Chilled, can sense the condensation droplets on the glass just thinking about it. Mmmmm. Not aged with barrels, fresh, sharp but juicy not tart, mmmmm

Bad things happen. You can’t unsee the glass, it’s capacity for temptation. Cider you can chug a few glugs, get into the pace of a session, create momentum into brandy or whiskey/bourbon. Keep going until you can’t
 

WashYourHands

Cat Malogen
I can look back on rampant alcoholism problem drinking now and add “oh it was a drink for thick cunts anyway” too, ta

Nothing beats brandy. Pure gut and organ rot. Terrible sessions. Sessions that age you, don’t miss those
 

luka

Well-known member
Brandy maybe my favourite drink, or would be if I drank. But I prefer cheap whisky to cheap brandy.
 

WashYourHands

Cat Malogen
Don’t skimp on brandy, absolutely. Rarities too. My old man had Russian brandies that managed to be tasty and you could still go awful hard at. Wish I kept the bottles. Calvados too, roasted in France on Armagnac. Thing is, if you’re not looking for it to buy you lose track knowing what’s available. Online is another level again. Master of Malt is booze porn

Bourbon as long as it doesn’t look bootleg. Evan Williams is one of the most grim but gluggable. Got into bad states from Sunday sessions abroad, pale wreck of a human in hazy Monday mornings. US caters well for drinkers. Hearty diners. You sweat it out walking to and from. I wouldn’t have turned down a glass of this, not from the prankish price status but because Pappy VW rocks

 

IdleRich

IdleRich
Sleepers are a strange array

Philadelphia or Dulles to Heathrow = Xanax or Zopiclone, never both. Xanax is the only benzo that bypasses the atypical swaddling clothed embrace, instead heading straight to sleep. Complete mongfest waking up, like your half-dream was set in Kensington and you couldn’t find passport/docs/bags etc

Melatonin and CBD if I had to again, but the apex sleeper is chloral-betaine 707mg (chloral-hydrate essentially), big dark purple lozenges that look like a William Gibson cliche (we call them the The Emperor). Will smash any insomniac to oblivion. Next to no pics online, only 500mg light burgundy

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I would love to have access to something that can truly guarantee sleep on those terrible occasions when you really desperately need to drop off but your mind simply is not having it.
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
I once spent a while collecting up all the full cans of beer I could find after a festival and went home with about sixty thinking how brilliant an idea it was until I had to drink my way through sixty cans of flat, tinny beer.

:ROFLMAO:
What, like, open cans?
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
I do recycle them though. We don't have personal bins though, you have to do the walk of shame to the local bins. The noise the bottles make as you drop them in the bin is insane
Yeah some of the recycling places in town here are like that, I guess they have to be huge to accommodate the enormous number of beer and wine bottles and cans that accumulate near the squares and look-out points over a summer weekend.

It feels as though below the innocuous looking metal bin via which you despose of your stuff, there is a shaft half way to the centre of the earth that opens out into a cavernous space below, the sort of place that would befit a Tolkienesque dwarven king and his court if they needed to throw the most ostentatious banquet in history for the whole of their race but with all the elves and midgets and hobbits etc invited along too.

Problem is that yeah, when it's empty, the can or bottle falls for miles before crashing and echoing incredibly loudly. Really embarrassing when you have to drop off twenty or so at 4am on a Monday morning.

As well as the bang from the drop, if you hit the bins above the hole with the bottle you're trying to chuck you get this deep and sonorous tone that reminds me of Big Ben or something striking. It's actually a very satisfying noise and sometimes I get carried away and pretend I'm striking midnight by hitting it twelve times at regular intervals. That must be really annoying for amyone nearby trying to sleep or concentrate on anything, but really, if they are gonna make bins that sound so tuneful what do they expect?
 
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Mr. Tea

Let's Talk About Ceps
Absolutely not. I'm talking about all the battered, unopened ones left on the floor or in abandoned crates.
Well, you could have cooled them in your fridge, presumably, and one wonders why they were flat if not already opened? 🕵️‍♂️
 

sus

Moderator
Linebaugh killed a handle of Mexican tequila last night and kept talking about how he admires the Brits' alcoholism, I'm really worried about him. This is a Protestant culture shape up or ship out.

When he was really plastered he admitted he thought Good Will Hunting was a good movie. That was before he passed out on the floor. Still sleeping I believe but about to wake up to sharpie on his face.
 

sus

Moderator
Mvuent kept rubbing in how he lurked on the board long before me and Liner. Whenever we put on anything that wasn't jungle—literally anything, Django Reinhardt, ska, a Craner 80s playlist—he'd get really aggressive and demand we listen to jungle.
 
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