Friends and Whisky

On Friday night I had dinner with a couple of awesome friends! I ate a fat, juicy steak with some french fries and a couple of beers... We also had to put up with a waitress who couldn't tell the difference between Southern Comfort and Spiced Gold... Opting to keep sending one of my mates the former when he specifically ordered the latter... Doing my best to be a good friend, I gladly took the unwanted "Comforts" off of his hands! ;-)

It was a great, entertaining evening where the topics of discussion ranged from SHMEGMA to the royal piss ups that are due to be experienced in the coming weekends! Last night I went to a braai and saw an "old friend" who goes by the name of "Johnnie Walker", he was "dressed" in red yesterday! ;-)... As I mentioned on FB, I was freezing my Minge off... So I decided to emulate my fellow human beings of Irish descent and induldged in a session of "Irish Milk" drinking... Early this morning though I began to regret that decision very much as I lay in bed in the Fetal position trying to calm "the beast" that suddenly took residence in my stomach! It was a sight that no doubt left all Irishmen who have passed on to heaven (Due to "Milk" related health complications) in stitches! I could've sworn I heard someone shout "PUSSY!" and laugh very loudly while I layed in agony...

It was at that moment that I realised it was best to leave any kind of "deals" with the "Walker" family to the pro's... The Irish and to stick to what I do best... Beer! So now that I have come to terms with the fact that my DNA has absolutely no resemblance to that of an Irishman's because I got so sick without getting shit-faced on whisky... You probably wondering if i'm going to stop drinking whisky? Well considering the fact that I am feeling much better at this moment and knowing very well that "practise makes perfect"... I think NOT! :-)

Hope you all had a great weekend!

Ciao. Stay tuned. :-)