Fridaywithmateo wrote: ↑Wed Mar 13, 2024 4:26 pm

pissontheroof wrote: ↑Sat Jan 13, 2024 10:55 am

Fridaywithmateo wrote: ↑Sat Jan 13, 2024 8:54 am

hanno wrote: ↑Sat Jan 13, 2024 7:17 am If it is all about getting fcuked, drink neither. Get a bottle of rice alcohol for $2.50 and get wasted; leave the Belgian beer for people that appreciate it

Hey ... why not enjoy the best of both worlds??? ... Ganzburg w/a splash of local hooch ... on the rocks of course ... I call it an Asian Boilermaker ... give it a shot sometime ... you might like it.

Now back to watching Gomer Pyle marathon ...

Which channel ?
I love gomer , guber , barney and of course sargent carter.
Sheriff taylor , opie , aunt bee , whitey and all of everyone at Mayberry .
Your music ( elvis , country classics ) etc channels are so cool
No commercials

Any way. I saw them all anyway and can’t remember anything .
So just keep on keepin on ..

You are crazy , in a good way ..

Here ya go ...

Gomer Pyle USMC 2023 - Full Episode - Love and Goulash - Best situation comedy

newsgatherer wrote: ↑Thu Mar 14, 2024 4:10 pm I'm unfortunately at an age where staying sober the night before makes my morning much better. But it helps to drink quality liquor. .

John Bingham wrote: ↑Thu Mar 14, 2024 11:52 pm

Fridaywithmateo wrote: ↑Thu Mar 14, 2024 10:16 pm Sorry ... I am a retard with technolgee ... Below is what I tried to post:

xandreu wrote: ↑Thu Mar 14, 2024 9:23 pm I haven't drunk for about two years now - not through choice, and I quite miss my drinking days.

It just got to the point where I would always awake in the middle of the night with a migraine of such unimaginable pain I would sometimes consider just throwing myself off the balcony. And no painkiller (I tried them all) even put a dent in the pain, which would last for a good couple of hours or more. I'm not someone who suffers headaches at all, and this didn't happen suddenly. It slowly got worse over about a year or so, to the point where I'm scared to even go near alcohol at all now.

I tried everything - drinking a couple of pints of water before going to sleep, not getting quite so drunk, having something to eat before going to sleep - not having something to eat before going to sleep - everything. Nothing worked.

It got to the point where the pain was so unbearable, I'd rather just not drink. I did have a few drinks about six months ago for some function I was at, I can't remember which, and used it as an experiment to see if I would still trigger the same reaction. It did, and also to the same degree, despite me not even getting that drunk.

I've had my fair share of, lets say, brushes with alcoholism over the years, nothing so serious that I'd have labelled myself an actual alcoholic, but when I look back at just how much I did used to drink during certain periods of my life, I guess I was just a doctors comment away from being an official alcoholic.

I put my headaches down to my body simply saying enough is enough. Do I feel better for it? Not really if I'm honest. It's nice looking forward to the weekend for reasons other than getting drunk, and I do tend to do a lot more other things I enjoy doing which I never used to do because alcohol always came first.

But I don't really feel healthier for it if I'm honest, and there is a part of me that misses those days.

At Camp Pendleton (Las Pugas) in 11thMarRegt (artillery), 1stMarDiv, the barracks was wild AF (1988/89) ... I really mean it!!! Our engineer platoon was co-located with the Motor-T guys ... every bit as wild, and I still remember the faces, but the names escape my fading memories. Anyhow ... point is this ... we'd load up the '67 Ford Mustang (California Special/beater) and head into Oceanside to attack the bars and chase split-tails ... drink until our wallets were just about depleted, stop at Roberto's taco stand for rollos (con guacamole) and/or carne asada burritos ... rolled into camp around 0330~0400 and hit the water fountain ... 30 gulps is what we did before passing out in our racks ... it was the routine in them days ... reveille sounded at 0530 and it was 2 hours of fun in the San Diego sun ... up the mountain/down the mountain ... sometimes w/flack jacket & boots ... some lightweights were puking up the previous nights liquid investments along the trail ... but that was the daily routine. Pay days were worse because we could afford the stronger alcohol. We even had a keg in the barracks (illegal) camouflaged as a lamp stand. Somehow we convinced the First Sergeant (who was a 3rd dan MMA beast btw) that it (the empty silver sphere) was just for decorative purposes. Oh and I almost forgot ... salt ... the more experienced guys taught us always to take salt as soon as the reveille horns blow. That way, all the essential minerals you pissed out the night before were replenished. Hangovers are related to mineral deficiencies ... not dehydration as most believe ... welp ... I am here to tell all you booze-broz ... it works! Give it a shot. #thankmelater

xandreu wrote: ↑Thu Mar 14, 2024 9:23 pm I haven't drunk for about two years now - not through choice, and I quite miss my drinking days.

It just got to the point where I would always awake in the middle of the night with a migraine of such unimaginable pain I would sometimes consider just throwing myself off the balcony. And no painkiller (I tried them all) even put a dent in the pain, which would last for a good couple of hours or more. I'm not someone who suffers headaches at all, and this didn't happen suddenly. It slowly got worse over about a year or so, to the point where I'm scared to even go near alcohol at all now.

I tried everything - drinking a couple of pints of water before going to sleep, not getting quite so drunk, having something to eat before going to sleep - not having something to eat before going to sleep - everything. Nothing worked.

It got to the point where the pain was so unbearable, I'd rather just not drink. I did have a few drinks about six months ago for some function I was at, I can't remember which, and used it as an experiment to see if I would still trigger the same reaction. It did, and also to the same degree, despite me not even getting that drunk.

I've had my fair share of, lets say, brushes with alcoholism over the years, nothing so serious that I'd have labelled myself an actual alcoholic, but when I look back at just how much I did used to drink during certain periods of my life, I guess I was just a doctors comment away from being an official alcoholic.

I put my headaches down to my body simply saying enough is enough. Do I feel better for it? Not really if I'm honest. It's nice looking forward to the weekend for reasons other than getting drunk, and I do tend to do a lot more other things I enjoy doing which I never used to do because alcohol always came first.

But I don't really feel healthier for it if I'm honest, and there is a part of me that misses those days.

Kenr wrote: ↑Fri Mar 15, 2024 4:03 am

Fridaywithmateo wrote: ↑Thu Mar 14, 2024 10:16 pm Sorry ... I am a retard with technolgee ... Below is what I tried to post:

xandreu wrote: ↑Thu Mar 14, 2024 9:23 pm I haven't drunk for about two years now - not through choice, and I quite miss my drinking days.

It just got to the point where I would always awake in the middle of the night with a migraine of such unimaginable pain I would sometimes consider just throwing myself off the balcony. And no painkiller (I tried them all) even put a dent in the pain, which would last for a good couple of hours or more. I'm not someone who suffers headaches at all, and this didn't happen suddenly. It slowly got worse over about a year or so, to the point where I'm scared to even go near alcohol at all now.

I tried everything - drinking a couple of pints of water before going to sleep, not getting quite so drunk, having something to eat before going to sleep - not having something to eat before going to sleep - everything. Nothing worked.

It got to the point where the pain was so unbearable, I'd rather just not drink. I did have a few drinks about six months ago for some function I was at, I can't remember which, and used it as an experiment to see if I would still trigger the same reaction. It did, and also to the same degree, despite me not even getting that drunk.

I've had my fair share of, lets say, brushes with alcoholism over the years, nothing so serious that I'd have labelled myself an actual alcoholic, but when I look back at just how much I did used to drink during certain periods of my life, I guess I was just a doctors comment away from being an official alcoholic.

I put my headaches down to my body simply saying enough is enough. Do I feel better for it? Not really if I'm honest. It's nice looking forward to the weekend for reasons other than getting drunk, and I do tend to do a lot more other things I enjoy doing which I never used to do because alcohol always came first.

But I don't really feel healthier for it if I'm honest, and there is a part of me that misses those days.

At Camp Pendleton (Las Pugas) in 11thMarRegt (artillery), 1stMarDiv, the barracks was wild AF (1988/89) ... I really mean it!!! Our engineer platoon was co-located with the Motor-T guys ... every bit as wild, and I still remember the faces, but the names escape my fading memories. Anyhow ... point is this ... we'd load up the '67 Ford Mustang (California Special/beater) and head into Oceanside to attack the bars and chase split-tails ... drink until our wallets were just about depleted, stop at Roberto's taco stand for rollos (con guacamole) and/or carne asada burritos ... rolled into camp around 0330~0400 and hit the water fountain ... 30 gulps is what we did before passing out in our racks ... it was the routine in them days ... reveille sounded at 0530 and it was 2 hours of fun in the San Diego sun ... up the mountain/down the mountain ... sometimes w/flack jacket & boots ... some lightweights were puking up the previous nights liquid investments along the trail ... but that was the daily routine. Pay days were worse because we could afford the stronger alcohol. We even had a keg in the barracks (illegal) camouflaged as a lamp stand. Somehow we convinced the First Sergeant (who was a 3rd dan MMA beast btw) that it (the empty silver sphere) was just for decorative purposes. Oh and I almost forgot ... salt ... the more experienced guys taught us always to take salt as soon as the reveille horns blow. That way, all the essential minerals you pissed out the night before were replenished. Hangovers are related to mineral deficiencies ... not dehydration as most believe ... welp ... I am here to tell all you booze-broz ... it works! Give it a shot. #thankmelater

Was there a point to this, or was it just another one of your fictional stories you like to spout for attention?