Ah, god bless alcohol becuase with out it; it would be ALOT harder to convince women that they need to put out on the first date.
Also, I drink because I hate you guys.
No benifits indeed… bwahahaha!!
Well you know, all this beer isn’t going to drink itself.
Ooh! Thank you, I will look into it. It’s got to be cheaper (and better for me!) than real rum.
Because for a few brief hours it quiets the static in my head. So I stop feeling like the only other way to get rid of it is to drain it with a bullet you self-righteous jerk.
Or ask them if they have a hearing problem. Or if they understand English (assuming you’re all speaking English). Or ask, “Didn’t you hear what I just said?” Jeez, man, ‘no’ means ‘no’, in all situations; it doesn’t mean ‘keep nagging and I’ll give in’.
I think it is peculiar. No one but no one drinks and drives, yet all the time I hear about people that die drinking and driving and innocents killed by drunken drivers. Maybe when people drink, they do things they normally would not do.
Or maybe you’re a jackass and some of us are responsible adults. When I go out to drink, I take the bus or walk so that I won’t have to drive home. Also, my friends don’t even own cars, so good luck getting them drunk enough to contemplate driving (not that it matters anyway, because one thing you’ll learn if you ever bother to drink is that it slows you down and effects your judgement but won’t make you do anything).
In short, shut your ignorant pie-hole, you whiny little bitch. Or at least have a nice drink, kick back, and lighten the fuck up.
I drink and drive. Haven’t ever killed anybody.
Only if you will the be the high priestess and there will be some kind of animal sacrifice. I miss animal sacrifices.
Responsible adults?
Me and my friends do actually drink to get drunk. We start by drinking as much as we can at someone’s home before going downtown and drinking some more. We then behave like the drunken buffoons we are: rolling around laughing, yelling prophanities and fighting other rogue drunks. This is followed by searching for a female which is either 1) As drunk or more drunk than you, 2) Not too worried about going home with a stunpendously drunk young man, or 3) An acquaintance, and therefore not afraid of you. The next day we try to meet up for a hair of the dog and try to figure out what the hell we did the night before.* It may sound bad, but it’s a beautiful way to live.
I have two convictions for DWI but that’s because I was an extremely stupid, young man - not because ‘Alcohol made me do it’. Haven’t driven drunk for six or seven years now.
*I only do this 3-4 times a year now, as opposed to twice a week like I used to.
After last night’s carousing round the city with a load of Welsh people, I am so asking myself that same question at the moment. 
That’s just the hangover talking jjimm. bet ya you loved drink last night. Get down the pub for a cure that’ll sort ya 
To get laid.
Oh Jaysus no. The thought of alcohol doesn’t thrill me at all.
Feh! 8 years in Ireland and you still don’t have a clue 
The fuck I have to drink is because I thoroughly enjoy it. And it does make me more intelligent. And lets not forget the social aspect. Just about every interesting person I’ve ever met and every fun adventure of a night I met/did through drinking.
Its the best, and I damn you to hell hlanelee for even considering pitting it.
and for the record, I cant drive, and even if I did, I wouldnt touch a drop if I was on a night out and had to take the car.
When PETA shows up, what are we gonna tell them? Oh, I got it… “We’re just carrying on a family tradition”.
Hmm… that seemed so very funny before previewing, and now, not so much.
To the OP: Some men feel guilty about beating their wives and kids unless they have a few beers in them. You wouldn’t want them to feel guilty, would you? Besides, it makes the horrifically ugly people I spend most of my time with much better-looking.
If it helps any, I thought it was funny.
How bouts we only sacrifice animals that no one likes anyway. Like goats. Even PETA is going to get upset about a couple of goats are they?
I quite understand.
what about a few cats? theres too many of them, and we could all get hammered in the pub while carefully set Bear traps catch some strays.
Drinking:big, and clever.