Alcohol Is The Devil's Drink
I'm never buying alcohol again.
I can remember all the times I've drunk.
There was the time I drank a beer on a public school playground, three years ago, during spring or winter.
There was the time I got wasted and puked a lot at a party during the summer the next year. That was embarassing.
Didn't pay for either.
Then, there was this year. Two times.
We went out for a drinks at this little shit-bar, Tumblers. It's dirty, pseudo-western country. It sucked. I paid for a bit of their drinks. Still, not my idea. A lot of it was their idea.
I bought a single white Russian trying to pick up a chick, hot little British number named Janice, or something...I forget. I failed - didn't get her number. But I could've.
Now, today is the first time I went to a liquor store. I bought a 6.95 dollar wine. I knew I shouldn't get it, but I figured, hey, if it's a bad wine, at least I didn't pay too much. I was ashamed. I'm hiding it in my room, away from my unit-mates. They won't steal my milk, but leaving out my wine will be like the Jurassic Park goat.
Keep in mind, it's my second time in a liquor store. First time I bought something.
Then, some homeless guy sees my bag. Comes up to me, and asks me for fifty cents to buy a beer.
Now, that's a pretty good begging strategy right there. That's ballsy, informative, and correct. I'm morally in checkmate - how can I not give him money for a beer, when I have one myself? It also defeats my moral standpoint of, "You're just going to spend it on beer," because he's admitting it himself.
I lied, told him I didn't have any change, and left. I'm willing to feed the homeless, but not their addictions. Plus, I felt disgusted - first time I bought a beer in my life, and automatically, he compares me in the same league as him.
Alcohol's the great equalizer.
Oh, and for the record, I'm doing this to get a girl. I hate alcohol. Just a waste. But I can't really serve Coke with a fancy meal, like I did last time. So wine it is. I'm trying to build up a resistance.
And after I get past the "Impress me" stage of a relationship, I'm ditching the al-kee-hol. It just ain't good for you.
Tomorrow: "Be My Baby's Daddy."
I can remember all the times I've drunk.
There was the time I drank a beer on a public school playground, three years ago, during spring or winter.
There was the time I got wasted and puked a lot at a party during the summer the next year. That was embarassing.
Didn't pay for either.
Then, there was this year. Two times.
We went out for a drinks at this little shit-bar, Tumblers. It's dirty, pseudo-western country. It sucked. I paid for a bit of their drinks. Still, not my idea. A lot of it was their idea.
I bought a single white Russian trying to pick up a chick, hot little British number named Janice, or something...I forget. I failed - didn't get her number. But I could've.
Now, today is the first time I went to a liquor store. I bought a 6.95 dollar wine. I knew I shouldn't get it, but I figured, hey, if it's a bad wine, at least I didn't pay too much. I was ashamed. I'm hiding it in my room, away from my unit-mates. They won't steal my milk, but leaving out my wine will be like the Jurassic Park goat.
Keep in mind, it's my second time in a liquor store. First time I bought something.
Then, some homeless guy sees my bag. Comes up to me, and asks me for fifty cents to buy a beer.
Now, that's a pretty good begging strategy right there. That's ballsy, informative, and correct. I'm morally in checkmate - how can I not give him money for a beer, when I have one myself? It also defeats my moral standpoint of, "You're just going to spend it on beer," because he's admitting it himself.
I lied, told him I didn't have any change, and left. I'm willing to feed the homeless, but not their addictions. Plus, I felt disgusted - first time I bought a beer in my life, and automatically, he compares me in the same league as him.
Alcohol's the great equalizer.
Oh, and for the record, I'm doing this to get a girl. I hate alcohol. Just a waste. But I can't really serve Coke with a fancy meal, like I did last time. So wine it is. I'm trying to build up a resistance.
And after I get past the "Impress me" stage of a relationship, I'm ditching the al-kee-hol. It just ain't good for you.
Tomorrow: "Be My Baby's Daddy."
posted by Marshall McMahon at 10:39 PM
2 Comments:
Teetotalers will rule the world!
You should try Gringo's, its a dump in Regina, Saskatchewan. If you want to go to a place where alcoholics thrive go there on New Years Eve. Lol some guy just plastered upchucked all over the bathroom and tried to fight the bouncer. O Benoit beauvais, you rock!
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