That getting lashed while Mrs M has been off playing horse stuff is not a good idea
I wasn’t rong
If you’re looking for sympathy, you’ll find it between shit and syphilis in the dictionary.
No sympathy required.
Just starting a new bollocks thread for those of us who suffer
Still suffering due to carrying on drinking reasons.
Cold night ahead
Into the man cave with a duvet, bottle of brandy and a playlist and tuff it out.
I can drink my own body weight in horrific booze and have little effect at the time but unless it’s high quality and clear (but not tequila) I’m like microwaved death the next day no matter how much or little I actually imbibe.
This means if I’m willing to risk the horrible consequences it’s always my goal to drink as much as possible or the most expensive stuff I can afford so its fucking worth it.
Luckily gaudy wrist mounted gewgaws have had a higher priority of late so my liver is no longer in imminent danger of collapse.