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| My Real Life BR.... Flint and The Englishman go to the bar | | | Author: | | | IP: | usr1-33.XXXX | | Date: | 12/26/99 12:12 | | Game Type: | Other | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 7, Min: 7
Lifetime Rating for Flint79: 6.3714 |  | It's break time from University here in Canada, and I took home one my pals from school with me who is a foreign exchange student. His name is Oliver and he is from England. Mostly we have been watching movies, playing games and hitting the booze. Here is the tale of a night that almost killed your humble narrator. Truly...a real life BR.
A few days before we fired up my sauna and had a few beers in there and the next night we got randomly drunk while watching a movie. I felt I was ready for anything...I woke up everytime with not a single hangover...I had no idea what thursday was going to do to me. Let's dance.
Ollie and I were going to hit the bar near my house. My Dad chilled out with us as we had 6 stella each and listened to music. The pre-drinking is a must, it saves so much cash at the bar. The beer was good, it was 5.2% and European. Ollie being the fine gent he his bought the beer for me (I'n not underage) and raved about the crazy nights he has had back in the U.K drinking it. It was a great warm up.
Time to hit the bar. Pre-bar checks : Money, smokes and a randy liver. Ollie and I shaved and we were off to the Banshee. We got in the bar and Ollie offered to grab the first pitcher of my choice....nice. Rickards Red was my selection and we sat down. The bar was quite dead...but some girls came over and Ollie knew one of them from school. Damn...and I thought we were getting picked up. No matter. We started to work the pitcher and the alcohol was setting in...but it was quite comfortable. We discus fights we have gotten in and drinking stories. Around this time I break the seal and hit the bathroom. Once you break the seal...there is no going back...you will be pissing all night.
Ollie and I finish the pitcher and decide to scram because the place is too dead. Before we go Ollie gets us both a B-52 and sets them on fire. We give a hearty cheers and suck em back. That drink was turing point of the night...and there was no going back. We call for a cab and meet up with two drunks outside the bar with open alcohol in the street no less.
They were jolly old chaps indeed and noticed Oliver's accent. The one drunk said all he wanted for Christmas was to see the Queen Mother naked in playboy. Oooooooohhhhh Kkkkkkk. We shook the hands of the hands of the drunken gentlemen and they stumbled into the Banshee. Our cab was here.
"Where ya goin mac?" asked the gaunt cabbie. "To the Crows Nest my friend thats where", I replied. Now, that B-52 shooter just lit me right up. The beer Ollie got before the bar really does mess you up. I looked out of the cab in the direction we were goin' only to see double. Whoa...not good, let's just stare at the foor of the cab for a bit....ahhh that's better.
Ollie needed some money as he was burning cash like a fiend. He were let off at the CIBC bank and did'nt have a clue as to how to get in. We finaly entered the bank after finding the card slot to open the door. There was a decoy card slot as well and that had us just baffled. Hop back in the cab and arrive at the Crows Nest. We trot on in to have two chicks stand infront of us. They were the bouncers of all things and said they were at capacity for the bar. Great. But we were the first in line and I had to go to the bathroom again so she let me in while Oliver waited. The bathrooms were a bitch to get to. Long staircase going down and then a nice bend off to the right. I managed to do my business and went back up see that Ollie had grabbed two seats at the bar itself. Nice grab.
I buy a pint of beer for us both and we began to drink again. The place was bumping I tells ya. People all over and swarming as well. I got about 3/4 done my pint and had to go again to take a piss. I curse about breaking the seal and get up to go. What's this?...I seem to be stumbling here. Shit..here we go. I stumble down the stairs not in control of my body at all and trot right on in to the girls bathroom.
Fortunatly, some chick is looking at herself in the mirror and I see this before I'm fully in. She smiles and giggles..."oops...wrong bathroom", I say and smile back while giving myself a little kick in the ass. She was hot too...oh well...I make it to the right bathroom and unload. I really stumbling right now and curse that B-52...I can drink beer all night long, but shooters and beer screw me six ways from tuesday. Splash some water on my face and out I go. Oh yeah...I also carved my name into the wall with a loonie..."Ben was here" It said. back to the drinking area.
I sit down and see a Bloodly Marie sitting in front of me that Ollie paied for. Gee...Thanks Ollie...you JUDAS!!! I still had to finish my beer. One drink of beer...one drink of BM repeated again and again. I'm damn well fighting to hold my head up and not slapping off the bar...buzzing like a fiend and positive that I will be kissing the bowl pretty soon. Oliver is quite drunk himself and is talking to bartender about getting all 4 coasters in a collection. There are only 4....but Ollie was trying to convince her that there were five. Meanwhile...I'm praying to God...I figure If I don't get outta here soon...I'm a dead man.
Ollie finishes his BM and wants a double gin and tonic. Sweet Jesus man...enough is enough! I buy it for him and pass on one myself. He is sucking it back like a fiend and after he is done goes to the bathroom. I figureed he was off to puke...but came back again soon. I don't think he yaked, but he was looking pale and I know I was damn well fucked. We finally leave and stumble out on to the street.
Thank God a cab was there waiting. We hop in and I slur the directions. This cabbie was a fat old chap and he was making no sence to me at all. He was telling rude jokes that I did'nt even get...so I sat there looking at floor and waited for what sounded like the punchline and gave a few fake laughs. My God...we are home already...my double vision has turned to tripple. We barge in the door.
Food...Food...must soak up alcohol. I decide to make backbacon at 2:30 am (?) I don't know how I managed to cook. We eat it up and shove bread down our mouths. I find Ollie laying down on the carpet having a smoke. heh heh....looks like he is in the hurt locker as well. "Bollacks...I'm pissed" slurs Ollie. I am more than pissed...I have been raped with alcohol. We both go to our respective beds. Ohhhh...the bed spins...I remember these. I pass out really quickly though while praying to get through this night.
9 am....I'm awake...and still drunk no less. I stumble outta bed cuz I can't lay down. I'm shaking and sit down by the fireplace to have a smoke. Only one left...man...I smoked 24 in the course of a night. That would explain the lump I still have in my throat :) . My Mom makes me some breakfast and makes fun of my condition. I'm taking very small steps as I navigate around the house. Oliver was still quite dead. I lay down very carefully on the couch and throw on "Last of the Mohicans". I only listen to it while opening my eyes for the fight scenes. The pain hits and my gut feels like I have been shot. Ollie finally gets up and gives a hearty "I am so hung-over, mate". I agree with him and the rest of the day was spent in the hurt locker. I had it all...spins, shakes and gut pain like I was giving birth. I survived it though...and live to tell the tale.
Lessons Learned
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- B-52s are good...but should be taken only at the right time.
- Get the right bathroom next time
- Mixing alcohol can be brutal (I already knew that actually)
- Cab rides can be hell on earth if seeing double or tripple.
P.S I tried to have a drink today and my face went bright red....my body is still pissed off with me and does not like alcohol too much. But this will pass.
Hope you enjoyed my real life BR.
-Flint- |
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