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Monthly Archives: February 2014
340 (empty) bottles of beer on the wall: Don’t be an Asshole on St. Patrick’s Day!
I hate St. Patrick’s Day. It’s true, and I hate Cinco de Mayo, and I hate Pride Weekend and a bunch more “excuse holidays” to drink your face off. And that is precisely why I don’t like them. These “holidays” … Continue reading
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Tagged alcohol, asshole, Drunk, Parade, St. Patrick, St.Patrick's Day
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356 (empty) bottles of beer on the wall: Be A SLUT for LOVE today!!!
Part of the Music Monday (But it’s really Friday!) series It’s Valentine’s Day! Aaaaaaand I’m a bonafide sucker for this Hallmark holiday. Ironically though, I’ve never had an actual Valentine on Valentine’s Day. Yeah, there have been fairweather boyfriends, but to … Continue reading
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363 (empty) bottles of beer on the wall: Music Mondays, but it’s really Friday!!!!!
OK so I couldn’t come up with a more clever title for a series that I’m going to share each Friday. There is something about listening to music that elicits a feeling that I can’t quite explain. It’s the hairs … Continue reading
365 (empty) bottles of beer on the wall……
My last drink was a pint of Guinness (I think…) at DUCKIE in London’s Royal Vauxhall Tavern. I don’t remember much of that night, but I do remember hating myself the next morning as the realization set in that I … Continue reading
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