Hi, Saw this online somewhere and wondered if the guy pictured felt much when he regained consciousness.
K1WI... "Je me parle du toi" je me parle du toi... Mireille Mathieu - Je me parle de toi - YouTube When the owls are afraid of their shadows... When the dock workers are falling down in their beer... I talk to myself about you!
Hi, It was actually extracted from an article about the EU Finance Ministers discussing Greeces looming ejection from the Euro.
Well, I remember something sort of similar way back in the early 1980's....there is a city just north of San Antonio named New Braunfels (with a very strong German heritage) and every year they have Wurstfest, a beer/sausage/polka overload festival....one year we came out the front entrance to see a VERY drunk person stagger into the street and get creamed by a car....we all thought he was dead (and this was well before cell phones) so we ran over to see if we could help....well, to our amazement, the guy got up, staggered around some more and off he went.... We figured that he was so drunk and loose that that is what saved him, though I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall when he woke up the next morning, likely all black and blue!!! Cheers,
Want to hear an even better one. Last night at Atlantis there was this 18 year old kid that staggered to the blackjack table, totally totally drunk.....he started playing with maybe $75 in chips he had on him, he was doing everything wrong, and built up a stack of chips that was about $4000, he passes out, head first onto the blackjack table, the Atlantis employees put him in a wheel chair, and for about 20 minutes he's totally out.....he wakes back up and yells out "blackjack.....I want to play". I don't know what happened to him after that......
It's more like Carl and me after six days at FLIBS. By the way, I am that bendy, but only once. That is going to hurt tomorrow.