Chocolate Blades of Thunder

[Dennis]

Hell, I only moved 100 miles away from my old stomping grounds, and even that little bit of distance was enough to completely alter my lifestyle.

I really like being a home-body now, though. My friends all give me shit for it, but they spend all their time sitting in the same shitty bar drinking the same shitty beer with the same shitty people. I'll take curling up on the couch with a bong and a massive library of games to play over that, any day of the week.

HAHAH That's fair. I have only went bar hopping once... it was fun but I don't get the appeal of doing it all the time.

[Iron Ape]

HAHAH That's fair. I have only went bar hopping once... it was fun but I don't get the appeal of doing it all the time.

I can't even drink like I used to. Like, in college, I'd be able to split a 30-pack with my friend on Saturday night and then get up for work first thing Sunday morning. Now? I'll have 4 or 5 beers and be completely worthless the next day. I'm not sure if it's my getting older, or if it's just the fact that I went from drinking almost every day to now partaking once a month.

[Robstar]

Yeah... I Used to do that... Then I moved 2000ks.... Lol

For the information of members and their guests, B Mac moved from the Northern Territory - a.k.a. Bumfuck, Nowhere, Australia. Highlights include -








Going off in the top end!!! Only B Mac could move to arguably the biggest city in Australia and mourn his old social life. But hey, there's much lower expectations in the outback

[Dennis]

I can't even drink like I used to. Like, in college, I'd be able to split a 30-pack with my friend on Saturday night and then get up for work first thing Sunday morning. Now? I'll have 4 or 5 beers and be completely worthless the next day. I'm not sure if it's my getting older, or if it's just the fact that I went from drinking almost every day to now partaking once a month.

I can't drink beer since my bath tub incident... but I have always been able to drink between 10-20 beers in a night with little problem. Even the night that I threw up in my friends tub I woke up and went to work the next day.

[Robstar]

I can't even drink like I used to. Like, in college, I'd be able to split a 30-pack with my friend on Saturday night and then get up for work first thing Sunday morning. Now? I'll have 4 or 5 beers and be completely worthless the next day. I'm not sure if it's my getting older, or if it's just the fact that I went from drinking almost every day to now partaking once a month.

It's definitely a getting older experience. I think you only get so many "get out of hangover free" mornings in your life and if you use them all up, you're rooted. Youth truly is wasted on the young. Of course, you don't see it that way then.

[Iron Ape]

Going off in the top end!!! Only B Mac could move to arguably the biggest city in Australia and mourn his old social life. But hey, there's much lower expectations in the outback

Rumors abound that the horny roo was a key figure in B-mac's social circle.

[Robstar]

I can't drink beer since my bath tub incident... but I have always been able to drink between 10-20 beers in a night with little problem. Even the night that I threw up in my friends tub I woke up and went to work the next day.

Did you throw up in your friends tub? I did not know that. Did said friend also clean the tub for you?

[Iron Ape]

It's definitely a getting older experience. I think you only get so many "get out of hangover free" mornings in your life and if you use them all up, you're rooted. Youth truly is wasted on the young. Of course, you don't see it that way then.

I seem to have lost the enjoyment I used to get out of drunkenness, too. Like, if I had my choice of any buzzes, beer would probably be at the bottom of my list.

[Dennis]

Did you throw up in your friends tub? I did not know that. Did said friend also clean the tub for you?

I enjoy you robstar hahah.

[Iron Ape]

Speaking of throwing up in tubs and stuff like that: when I was at the Art Institute, I lived in a small little community of townhouses behind the school that was specifically designated for students. Because it was wall to wall kids, there were parties to be found almost every day of the week. There was this one girl, in particular, who was absolutely gorgeous, and probably the best looking girl in our neighborhood. All the dudes wanted her...until they found out about her secret. Girl loved to party, but when she had too much to drink, she would wander off into a random room, go in the closet, cop a squat, and just shit all over the place. Like, this wasn't a random occurrence. She soiled many a carpet. Such is the story of Crapper Kate.