"YABBER-LINER" - ALL ABOARD

Bruhahahahaha.... yeah - that might have been the ploy to keep us quiet. Can't remember being too quiet tho (who me.... no.....)

My Granny who died in '88 was so funny - spent a lot of time with her when I was really little, baking cakes and all that (ha - didn't learn too well did I !!!!!!!) She taught me how to cheat in cards really well, she did the horse racing every Saturday and always had a bet on the Grand National - she was such a wonderful character! She had an expression...... HA HA FOR GERB! we still use it now.

Thank you Tulip - You're right...amazing strength we show - some more than others...you and Izzie - rocks!

Iz - your Grandmother sounds like a lot of fun...you got something from her - even though it may not be baking cakes!

i'll join you girls for a small drink

Okeydoke girl - get some sleep.

FQ has her "slap"...... s'long as she has lippy, mascara, black eyeliner and foundation - she will survive.

If not............ look out "the world"!!!!!!

Ha Ha

You are going to be spending a lot of quality time in the restroom, didge

(that wasn't very lady-like of me was it?)

umm, yeah, not sure what to say about that

Oh good - nice to see you DjjD - my... you do drink a big drink!!!!!

Do people really drink all of that do you reckon??????

I know the exhub used to go out and drink a good 8 pints or so.... and my brother can down plenty more at the rugby club. UGH!

HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE!???????

Well I'm taking it one further (please forgive me )


Many trips to the potty and then staying in the potty - probably with your face in it eventually.... goodness gracious...shame on me.

i think my personal best was 4 pints of guiness and 6 pints of smithwicks at the rose and crown pub in toronto

but i was a younger man then

OK - I wrote this out just now and then deleted it..... but..... in for a penny (so to speak), in for a pound....


the exhub had a little ......errrrrrrrr....... problem after drinking, he would not wake up when he went to find the loo....... he could p anywhere - out windows, well.... you get the picture. On his stag nite he was staying with my bro - he was hammered.....(yuk) he got up in the nite, didn't know where he was..... opened the wardrobe door and peed. Went back to bed. Next morning my brother started screaming... I mean screaming... not shouting..... ex had peed all over the wedding kilts..... blooming twit. Oh deary me. As my brother was responsible for making sure all was supposed to be fine .... and get him to the church on time and all that..... he was a little bit panicky. Fortunately, plastic coverings protected the kilts for the most part.... errrrrrrrr.... the wardrobe fared less well.

Naturally it was mentioned at the wedding speech..... ensuite wardrobes and the like...

oh........ so many stories..... prolly shouldn't tell them - HA!

So were you able to walk out?

yeah, well kind of a lean against the wall walk, this was a typical friday (and saturday) night, in the days of my misspent youth

if you're old enough to remember weebles, they wobble, but they don't fall down

very impressive - a man that knows how to hold his beer.

Iz - that is hilarious! Bless your poor brothers heart...and the wardrobe...ew.

I remember Weebles - it's the perfect example - I can see you now! The first time I had A beer...I got out of the car and went straight to my knees. HA! My girls had to get on either side of me to get me into PuttPutt.

I stopped drinking in '89 - having spent the year travelling and ... imbibing with the world. 'Til 2 years ago - went to an ABBA nite with the girls - bad bad bad bad move - never again.....that I will say NEVER AGAIN. The most awful feeling in the world - yuk.

I'll get doozy after a couple tiny glasses. Daft.

DjjD - remember the weebles well!

Two years ago on Easter Sunday - I went to my in laws for lunch...my sis in law and I laughed and laughed and I had 4 glasses of wine....I was laying on the tile floor in the bathroom by that afternoon...I went home and spent a lot of time in the bathroom that night...my mother - in - law calls it the "Blessed Holiday". I will never make that mistake again...miserable. And the Prof. was livid. I got in so much trouble.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ can picture you smiling right now Mis!!!!

I dunno how anyone drinks wine. Tulip and FQ both enjoy their wine - I can't bear it. I'm so not classy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PaPa is a wine connoisseur and has a wine cellar full of........ apparently very special wine! Doesn't do it for me I'm afraid.

Give the gal a nice cuppa tea and she's happy!!!!!!!!!! hahahahhahaahha

Well - for me it was an acquired taste. My husband and his family drink it ...my family does not....which is fine...I just learned after I got married. Though I was a bit of a stinker in highschool..obviously - drank a bit before age - I finally figured out that it really just cut my night short most of the time! I get so sleepy!