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Run/walk home 6kms from the CBD....
Funny things when you do when you are p issed...
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What is so big about walking 6km
I have walked from the coast to the foreshore, but hte best effort is my mate who has walked about 30-40 kms one night cause he couldnt sleep after a big night on teh ****
What is so big about walking 6km
I have walked from the coast to the foreshore, but hte best effort is my mate who has walked about 30-40 kms one night cause he couldnt sleep after a big night on teh ****
25 kms while absolutely ******* AND suffering from the flu (guess how I tried to cure it LOL), took me just over four hours. "Mates" waving as they drove past, up Syndey Rd.
6km? You're a fairy.
6km? You're a fairy.
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A mate and I did a 20 odd km 4 hour trek earlier this year from a pub in Rouse Hill, north west Sydney to his place just past Blacktown. We were trying to thumb a lift but were unsuccessful
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Was that the Mean Fiddler by any chance Sydneyfan? I've done the MF-my place at Northmead walk a couple of times. And the drunken stagger from Parramatta to Northmead is very familiar territory indeed.
After the last game at Stade de Oz last year when we missed the last train out of the place, I was perfectly prepared to walk from Homebush Bay home; but Destructive wasn't up for it.
But for funny things to do while ****ed, try singing Freo Heave-Ho. I've done that while plastered - it's a dud as a footy team song but it's sensational as a drinking song.
And, yes, I have posted stuff on the net, even here on BigFooty while ****ed. Even less coherent than normal.
After the last game at Stade de Oz last year when we missed the last train out of the place, I was perfectly prepared to walk from Homebush Bay home; but Destructive wasn't up for it.
But for funny things to do while ****ed, try singing Freo Heave-Ho. I've done that while plastered - it's a dud as a footy team song but it's sensational as a drinking song.
And, yes, I have posted stuff on the net, even here on BigFooty while ****ed. Even less coherent than normal.
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I'm not the fairy who tried to push and sholve me in a contest and then come off second best...
You're both fairies!!
Rohan piked it because he was "feeling a bit seedy" after a night going to watch his closet love team get spanked by the Shinboners, and Darky piked it because he is a farken lunatic who jumped in his car at the spare of the moment and drove to another state to watch the Dictators play (respect) instead of showing up at a drink off that wouldnt have eventuated anyway because Rohan had already pulled up his skirt and run away anyway!
Darky would still whipe the bar mat with ya though Rohan!
Funny p*ssed stories? Wont fess up to any personally, but one of the funniest things i've seen was Darky stagger out of Coburg Oval and then drive over a nature stripp, take out 2 poles and not even flinch let alone stop to see what the Bang was!
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I doubt that. I drank non stop from 7am to 9pm on Saturday and I wasn't even feeling it. Bring the challenge on.
Btw, Happy Birthday.
What a vivid imagination you have, you deluded little dwarf.
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Get a haircut and a new set of clothes...
...says the bloke in a ratty old faded Collingwood jumper where even the magpie on the front had come off.
Give up while you're ahead Ro Ro, (well not really ahead but I'm trying to make you feel better), I can outdrink you, Darky would totally humiliate you.
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Yes it was Bomber Spirit, great pub to go to but a bastard to get out of!
Can never remember, thank goodness!!
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That's only an hours walk.... That's nothing.
I used to live in the country/urban areas... I sometimes walked 12km to get home. I even slept in a city park twice.
Dunno if this is funny or plain stupid. Did I firesurfing when I was ****ed once.
Firesurfing - It requires a largish camp fire, a plank of timber over a log, and a drunken hairy teenager who has taken off all his clothes expect for pants and a pair of runners... It's pretty straight forward, you balance on the plank of timber while the fire sninch your head hair, chest hair, back hair, eyebrows, under-arm hair, and your eye lashes. It also burns holes through your runners. I stank of burn hair for a week.
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10am till 5am.
Beat me - 10am till 4am - Mmmmmmm Brown Bros Orange Muscat breaky
However, our last drinks at 4am were 2 shots of Green Chatreuse (sp?) in succession, the owner of the bar applauded us as he didnt think it were possible to still be standing after that
U were a bit of a prick the other night, so walkin home - Karma?? Anyway Ro, skevvies boys are soft and wouldn't have a clue about what a night on the turps really is. The way you dropped off on Saturday morning proves my point. Very weak, don't think i didn't notice...
Surely the 'soreness' gives you a clue ?
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Hehe. You wish!
I was averaging 4 pots a hour from 7 to 12. Had a breather and then got back on it.
Polished off 6 UDL's (yes womens drink) on the way to Victoria Park and they didn't even touch me. As soon as I got to the ground, a beer never left my hand.
Got up the next day and then proceeded to play a game of football on 0 hours sleep. Machine!
mwah
drinking efforts are too long ago to be more than just hazy memories, but one of my best (worst?) incidents happened at a friends 18th.
We'd been drinking for a while at a BBQ, and then about 20 or so headed into town (about a 10-15 minute walk, so took us about half an hour of stumbling).
Went into Irish Murphy's (about 8pm), and no problem, had a room out the back, and we filled it which was good. About 9:30 my phone rang, so I went outside (couldn't hear in the din inside).
Went to go back in, and the bouncers wouldn't let me in. Didn't know anybody in Hobart, didn't have any money, couldn't remember where the place was we had the BBQ, and didn't know how to get to where we were staying. (but knew the address)
Walked to the taxi rank and asked, got told to 'bugger off!', so went back to the bouncer. He told me:
"Go to the end of the block, turn left, left, right, and then right. Follow the highway until the big hotel, then turn right."
Instead, I went to the end of the block, turned left, left, left, and then right. Followed the highway until about 1am when I came accross a 24-hr service station. Went in and asked for a map. Had a look. I was on the right street (or close enough to it), but was like #20246 instead of #1. Oh. Turned around and started walking back. About 6am I arrived at the house where we were staying. Seemed pretty quiet, so I snuck in (still dark) and collapsed on the floor, exhausted.
Woken up at 7 by some old lady, who turned out to be the mother of the house. Everybody else had changed plans and were staying where we had the bbq, (about 10-15 minutes from Irish Murphys). She wouldn't take me though, so I had to walk.
Got there at about 9am, and the place was all locked up. By now I was in a blind panic (we were supposed to leave for Launceston at midday), and asked some stranger if I could borrow their phone. Called my friend, and they were in the mall shopping. Thought I'd picked up, and so hadn't worried about me.
I couldn't tell them the real reason at the time, but later on I did, and worked out I walked about 35-40 kms!
drinking efforts are too long ago to be more than just hazy memories, but one of my best (worst?) incidents happened at a friends 18th.
We'd been drinking for a while at a BBQ, and then about 20 or so headed into town (about a 10-15 minute walk, so took us about half an hour of stumbling).
Went into Irish Murphy's (about 8pm), and no problem, had a room out the back, and we filled it which was good. About 9:30 my phone rang, so I went outside (couldn't hear in the din inside).
Went to go back in, and the bouncers wouldn't let me in. Didn't know anybody in Hobart, didn't have any money, couldn't remember where the place was we had the BBQ, and didn't know how to get to where we were staying. (but knew the address)
Walked to the taxi rank and asked, got told to 'bugger off!', so went back to the bouncer. He told me:
"Go to the end of the block, turn left, left, right, and then right. Follow the highway until the big hotel, then turn right."
Instead, I went to the end of the block, turned left, left, left, and then right. Followed the highway until about 1am when I came accross a 24-hr service station. Went in and asked for a map. Had a look. I was on the right street (or close enough to it), but was like #20246 instead of #1. Oh. Turned around and started walking back. About 6am I arrived at the house where we were staying. Seemed pretty quiet, so I snuck in (still dark) and collapsed on the floor, exhausted.
Woken up at 7 by some old lady, who turned out to be the mother of the house. Everybody else had changed plans and were staying where we had the bbq, (about 10-15 minutes from Irish Murphys). She wouldn't take me though, so I had to walk.
Got there at about 9am, and the place was all locked up. By now I was in a blind panic (we were supposed to leave for Launceston at midday), and asked some stranger if I could borrow their phone. Called my friend, and they were in the mall shopping. Thought I'd picked up, and so hadn't worried about me.
I couldn't tell them the real reason at the time, but later on I did, and worked out I walked about 35-40 kms!
