In the spirit of drunkin friday nites...

no ones probably posting in here anymore............

but whatever its friday night.......been a while since i was really really drunk...but i did have a nice glass (ok 2..) of a lovely red wine earlier...

fave drinks....

french martini cocktail...tastes yummy...no idea whats in it thats different from any other martini cockail...but still try it!! i stayed in manchester for the w/end for my 40th with some GF's...it was a boutique hotel...with a cosy little cocktail bar in it...think we spent the whole w/end just perfectly pissed...there was a spa in it too...so in the morning we could steam our heads awake...went to see james morrison too. this song reminds me of that w/end...& dancin at the concert...:) good times.........




but i never ever want to get as drunk as the night about 10 yrs ago...spent the day with very fit sister who wanted us to go jogging...i went with her & moaned the whole time LOL...then we hit the shops...& never ate all day...got changed to go out at my sisters house...she kept saying i'll cook us something before we go out...she never did...but appeared with a friggin enormous bottle of vodka...we were half pissed before we even got out the door...we ended up being carried out of a club by the doormen (oh yessss...we were THAT drunk) found out later (24 hrs...when head had cleared...) that the doormen were going mad thinking someone had spiked our drinks...........alls i remember is waking up on my sisters hardwood floor thinking i'd been ran over...............anyhoo..........

baileys...love the nice warming effect you get from it...

& oooooh tia maria hmmmm tastes like chocolate!!
 
but whatever its friday night.......been a while since i was really really drunk...but i did have a nice glass (ok 2..) of a lovely red wine earlier...

fave drinks....

french martini cocktail...tastes yummy...no idea whats in it thats different from any other martini cockail...but still try it!! i stayed in manchester for the w/end for my 40th with some GF's...it was a boutique hotel...with a cosy little cocktail bar in it...think we spent the whole w/end just perfectly pissed...there was a spa in it too...so in the morning we could steam our heads awake...went to see james morrison too. this song reminds me of that w/end...& dancin at the concert...:) good times.........




but i never ever want to get as drunk as the night about 10 yrs ago...spent the day with very fit sister who wanted us to go jogging...i went with her & moaned the whole time LOL...then we hit the shops...& never ate all day...got changed to go out at my sisters house...she kept saying i'll cook us something before we go out...she never did...but appeared with a friggin enormous bottle of vodka...we were half pissed before we even got out the door...we ended up being carried out of a club by the doormen (oh yessss...we were THAT drunk) found out later (24 hrs...when head had cleared...) that the doormen were going mad thinking someone had spiked our drinks...........alls i remember is waking up on my sisters hardwood floor thinking i'd been ran over...............anyhoo..........

baileys...love the nice warming effect you get from it...

& oooooh tia maria hmmmm tastes like chocolate!!

I think we've got a real drinker on our hands here! :D

Haha, goal #1 in life: make doormen think someones been spiking womens drinks -- Goal met: check!

Go you!
 
I just took a shower and had a couple of beers in there. They were really horny so I thought I would make mouth love to them in the shower while I was all wet and soapy. And yes...

I swallowed.
 
I just took a shower and had a couple of beers in there. They were really horny so I thought I would make mouth love to them in the shower while I was all wet and soapy. And yes...

I swallowed.

HAHA were you really drinking in the shower? Oh you definetly need to move to Oklahoma you would fit it so well.
 
I just took a shower and had a couple of beers in there. They were really horny so I thought I would make mouth love to them in the shower while I was all wet and soapy. And yes...

I swallowed.

fuck..i had to read that a few times till it sunk in n had that "wtf" effect...then again, I've been drinkin a fair bit so that could explain the slowness....then again...

id drink outta the shower tho..water'd down beer blows
 
fuck..i had to read that a few times till it sunk in n had that "wtf" effect...then again, I've been drinkin a fair bit so that could explain the slowness....then again...

id drink outta the shower tho..water'd down beer blows

HAHAHAHA, it's not like you hold the beer while you wash your hair or some shit. You set it on the ledge of your window or something while you do that stuff and just drink beer in between your cleaning moments.
 
HAHAHAHA, it's not like you hold the beer while you wash your hair or some shit. You set it on the ledge of your window or something while you do that stuff and just drink beer in between your cleaning moments.

my windows a good few feet from my shower. i could set it ontop the bar to the shower door, but thats too high. i could set it on the ledge in the shower, but thats too small. i could get a beer hat but that'd get water in it...

I COULD get hammered before taking a shower but then id forget why i was in there.

I think its best showers are best for cleaning n gettin railed.
 
my windows a good few feet from my shower. i could set it ontop the bar to the shower door, but thats too high. i could set it on the ledge in the shower, but thats too small. i could get a beer hat but that'd get water in it...

I COULD get hammered before taking a shower but then id forget why i was in there.

I think its best showers are best for cleaning n gettin railed.

I agree. I LOVE getting rai...eh, I mean...

LOOK OVER THERE!!!

:leaving:
 
so i'm guessing that 'gettin railed' doesn't mean getting pissed then???

it was the mention of the 8" hard black strap-on that made me think i'd got it a little wrong!!

you pervy lot!!!!!!!!


if i have time in a bit i'll tell you a little tale that involves drinking...not one of my shining moments thats for sure...quite sad really.......in fact as it may make me come across as a bit of a cow...i might not tell after all!!:D
 
so i'm guessing that 'gettin railed' doesn't mean getting pissed then???

it was the mention of the 8" hard black strap-on that made me think i'd got it a little wrong!!

you pervy lot!!!!!!!!


if i have time in a bit i'll tell you a little tale that involves drinking...not one of my shining moments thats for sure...quite sad really.......in fact as it may make me come across as a bit of a cow...i might not tell after all!!:D

We enjoy stories here that make the story teller look bad :D
All out of love of course, we will accept you, if not more so, afterwards. lol.
 
We enjoy stories here that make the story teller look bad :D
All out of love of course, we will accept you, if not more so, afterwards. lol.


oh in that case then..............what the hell :D



before i spill the not so nice bit (actually i wasn't horrible...the situation itself just went a bit pear shaped...not me...nooooo :Angel_anim:....never is!! LOL)

heres a gorgeous mushy song from james morrison........



i'll try not to turn it in to another epic post...i do try & make them little ones but they always seem to just runaway with themselves..........my sisters just turned up....i made a yummy broth type thing before...so shes come for a bowl...or two........anyhoo........

i'll type it in a bit........


i wouldn't mind this has soooo been built up now...when really its just a wee teeny tiny tale..................:)
 
I am sooooo going to be known as the trollop of WLF

i've already admitted the serial wife thing/madame thing & 'tightsgate’..........for the record i’m a good girl really...no really i am but stuff just seems to happen when i go out into the world...do i attract drama or am i attracted to it????? Hmmmmm ....well ‘its not me its them’ is my mantra...so would that be the first one??? yeah think so.......LOL


Yrs agooooooooo...so long ago now in fact that it bares no reflection whatsoever on my current self...i am not this person...ok???
right...........disclaimer over..........hahaha...........

Like i’ve already said elsewhere on here i was a bit of a madame with 2 escort agencies. Anyway........most calls obviously were for sex...but occasionally there were some clients who required something else...a little acting shall we say?? So yeah i did a few of them. Thought why not as i'd always been told i was bit of a drama queen............(my Anna Nicole moment....another story/another day...)

Ok...this guy called wanting a lady for the evening...nothing unusual in that but he meant it quite literally...he wanted one of the girls to pretend they were his new GF for the night...he was going through a divorce...learnt later he’d came home to find his mrs in bed with a friend of his...he was throwing a dinner party & as they still shared some mutual friends (though not the one who he caught shagging his wife i bet) who were coming to his dinner party he wanted to have a new ‘GF’...so that it would get back to his wife.........

Right away i thought dinner party???? & yes sure enough he lived in a very upmarket area of Liverpool...huge houses/indoor swimming pools...very fancyyyy...he didn’t have a pool but he had had a mini spa built...sauna room/Jacuzzi etc...for his wife the harlot.............gorgeous house with a full size pool/snooker (whats the difference??) table & a huge stone wine cellar........tbh think this was how i got a taste for red wine!! as drinking & being merry/sociable all part of the 'job'..........:party:

He wanted company for 4 hrs...from 8 till 12 i remember...as he wanted the new GF to arrive before the guests so he could fill me in with a few things (no not talking about 8” dildos like you naughty pair!!) he just wanted it to seem ‘real’ so we did a quick get to know session so i’d know stuff about him etc. Right away i felt sooooo sorry for him...i mean not enough to do it for free (i’m soooooo going to hell!!)...but y’know i could tell he was suffering. He was obviously still very much in love with his wife & was heartbroken...to make matters worse...their 3 kids...teenagers... had gone off with the mother when she moved out...& she was still seeing that ‘friend’ of his...i remember how he said he’d worked to get the perfect home for his wife & family...& then ended up with just the house...alone. how sad is that?? Oh god i am such a cow!! i made money (quite a bit actually...) from his pain!! Wicked wicked woman that i am.... anyway he was loaded so i won’t worry about the money bit..........anyway too bloody late now!!

He seemed a little pissed when i first arrived i thought maybe with nerves about the whole ‘production’ but with each subsequent visit he was half pissed too...it’d be like a wall of red wine hitting me when he opened the front door to me...even now red wine reminds me of the poor little cuckolded guy....like i said bit of an actress so had no qualms about doing it as i knew i could pull it off for him....but this is were the tale goes a little skew-whiff....

I think my acting must have been a little too real...method acting ;) b/c i did think if i’m going to do it & charge him for it (£150 an hr if you must know...don’t whether wrong or right but tended to do things on a sliding scale...ie how much i thought they could pay....going by the area they lived etc...would have charged him £200 an hr....but as it was for 4 hrs i gave him a deal!! but this was yrs ago i’m sure rates have gone up since then...!!) i wanted to do it as realistic as possible for his sake....so i just faked it. Did all the little things you’d do if you were smitten with somebody....touching his face/caressing his arm/hanging on to his every word/smiling at him...i even kissed him on the cheek in front of his guests/friends...but without me realising it he started to believe it...that i meant it....for 'really' real...

his divorce was ongoing & the plan had been for him to do a little dinner party once a month or so....don't really know what his overall aim was...as it was obvious she wasn't coming back....in the end i probably saw him about 5/6 times over the course of a few months...each time of course we’d talk a little more which felt fine to me as i’m naturally a bit of a chatty cathy & a little touchy feely too...so it felt quite natural to give him a little hug when i was going...but when he started to call just for a ‘chat’ about his family/work etc i started to see he saw me as a friend (that he was paying for??!) & i tried to end the arrangement before things got more confusing.

but i was a little too late...he got upset & made another appointment...but when i turned up determined it would have to be the last time (i still said i’d speak to him on the phone sometimes...not totally heartless!!) there was no dinner party arranged...instead he shocked me by saying he could imagine us getting engaged as we got on so well...???!! he then asked me to go to france skiing with him??? I felt like a total shit as without meaning to i’d flattered his ego so much he’d believed we were ‘meant to be’.......an item FFS!!? So much for helping him feel good after what his wife did to him...i ended up causing him yet more upset..........b/c i said no obviously...

So on a scale of 1-10 just how much of a cow was i?? 10 being great big hugeeeeeeeee cow...

(& no i didn’t give him any of the money back...)
 
i've already admitted the serial wife thing/madame thing & 'tightsgate’..........for the record i’m a good girl really...no really i am but stuff just seems to happen when i go out into the world...do i attract drama or am i attracted to it????? Hmmmmm ....well ‘its not me its them’ is my mantra...so would that be the first one??? yeah think so.......LOL


Yrs agooooooooo...so long ago now in fact that it bares no reflection whatsoever on my current self...i am not this person...ok???
right...........disclaimer over..........hahaha...........

Like i’ve already said elsewhere on here i was a bit of a madame with 2 escort agencies. Anyway........most calls obviously were for sex...but occasionally there were some clients who required something else...a little acting shall we say?? So yeah i did a few of them. Thought why not as i'd always been told i was bit of a drama queen............(my Anna Nicole moment....another story/another day...)

Ok...this guy called wanting a lady for the evening...nothing unusual in that but he meant it quite literally...he wanted one of the girls to pretend they were his new GF for the night...he was going through a divorce...learnt later he’d came home to find his mrs in bed with a friend of his...he was throwing a dinner party & as they still shared some mutual friends (though not the one who he caught shagging his wife i bet) who were coming to his dinner party he wanted to have a new ‘GF’...so that it would get back to his wife.........

Right away i thought dinner party???? & yes sure enough he lived in a very upmarket area of Liverpool...huge houses/indoor swimming pools...very fancyyyy...he didn’t have a pool but he had had a mini spa built...sauna room/Jacuzzi etc...for his wife the harlot.............gorgeous house with a full size pool/snooker (whats the difference??) table & a huge stone wine cellar........tbh think this was how i got a taste for red wine!! as drinking & being merry/sociable all part of the 'job'..........:party:

He wanted company for 4 hrs...from 8 till 12 i remember...as he wanted the new GF to arrive before the guests so he could fill me in with a few things (no not talking about 8” dildos like you naughty pair!!) he just wanted it to seem ‘real’ so we did a quick get to know session so i’d know stuff about him etc. Right away i felt sooooo sorry for him...i mean not enough to do it for free (i’m soooooo going to hell!!)...but y’know i could tell he was suffering. He was obviously still very much in love with his wife & was heartbroken...to make matters worse...their 3 kids...teenagers... had gone off with the mother when she moved out...& she was still seeing that ‘friend’ of his...i remember how he said he’d worked to get the perfect home for his wife & family...& then ended up with just the house...alone. how sad is that?? Oh god i am such a cow!! i made money (quite a bit actually...) from his pain!! Wicked wicked woman that i am.... anyway he was loaded so i won’t worry about the money bit..........anyway too bloody late now!!

He seemed a little pissed when i first arrived i thought maybe with nerves about the whole ‘production’ but with each subsequent visit he was half pissed too...it’d be like a wall of red wine hitting me when he opened the front door to me...even now red wine reminds me of the poor little cuckolded guy....like i said bit of an actress so had no qualms about doing it as i knew i could pull it off for him....but this is were the tale goes a little skew-whiff....

I think my acting must have been a little too real...method acting ;) b/c i did think if i’m going to do it & charge him for it (£150 an hr if you must know...don’t whether wrong or right but tended to do things on a sliding scale...ie how much i thought they could pay....going by the area they lived etc...would have charged him £200 an hr....but as it was for 4 hrs i gave him a deal!! but this was yrs ago i’m sure rates have gone up since then...!!) i wanted to do it as realistic as possible for his sake....so i just faked it. Did all the little things you’d do if you were smitten with somebody....touching his face/caressing his arm/hanging on to his every word/smiling at him...i even kissed him on the cheek in front of his guests/friends...but without me realising it he started to believe it...that i meant it....for 'really' real...

his divorce was ongoing & the plan had been for him to do a little dinner party once a month or so....don't really know what his overall aim was...as it was obvious she wasn't coming back....in the end i probably saw him about 5/6 times over the course of a few months...each time of course we’d talk a little more which felt fine to me as i’m naturally a bit of a chatty cathy & a little touchy feely too...so it felt quite natural to give him a little hug when i was going...but when he started to call just for a ‘chat’ about his family/work etc i started to see he saw me as a friend (that he was paying for??!) & i tried to end the arrangement before things got more confusing.

but i was a little too late...he got upset & made another appointment...but when i turned up determined it would have to be the last time (i still said i’d speak to him on the phone sometimes...not totally heartless!!) there was no dinner party arranged...instead he shocked me by saying he could imagine us getting engaged as we got on so well...???!! he then asked me to go to france skiing with him??? I felt like a total shit as without meaning to i’d flattered his ego so much he’d believed we were ‘meant to be’.......an item FFS!!? So much for helping him feel good after what his wife did to him...i ended up causing him yet more upset..........b/c i said no obviously...

So on a scale of 1-10 just how much of a cow was i?? 10 being great big hugeeeeeeeee cow...

(& no i didn’t give him any of the money back...)

Well now....

I think it wasn't your fault, per se, he DID call a company, knowing he had to pay, knwing that he wanted real acting, etc, yanno?

And he clung onto you because he let himself believe his own lies.

[see that? its his fault, not yours haha!!]
 
Well now....

I think it wasn't your fault, per se, he DID call a company, knowing he had to pay, knwing that he wanted real acting, etc, yanno?

And he clung onto you because he let himself believe his own lies.

[see that? its his fault, not yours haha!!]



oh i knew i'd like you!! :D
 
Molson Canadian & Clamatoe!!

You go to the U.S. and they've got every kinda beer on the planet, but Canadian.


I guess it's just to strong for YA'LL and weird how that is since Bud Weiser did buy it a couple of years ago.

Oh and the production of Non-Alcoholic Beer. I drink once every 4-6 months.

and California White Zinfandel Wine.
 
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