Saturday, March 12, 2005
Friday, March 11, 2005
HANK LEE'S TREASURE HUNT
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Thursday, March 10, 2005
HOW TO SURVIVE THE BAR SCENE
MAN PEES HIS WAY TO FREEDOM
Man urinates his way out of avalanche
By Lester Haines
Published Monday 31st January 2005 12:21 GMT
We are delighted to report that a Slovak man trapped in his car by an avalanche urinated his way to freedom after working his way through 60 half-litre bottles of beer.
According to Ananova, Richard Kral was off on holiday when the snow swallowed his Audi in the Tatra mountains. Initially, he tried to dig his way out via the car's window, but soon realised that the snow would fill the vehicle long before he could break free.
Mercifully, he had stocked up on essential supplies of alcohol and quickly formulated a cunning plan: "I was scooping the snow from above me and packing it down below the window, and then I peed on it to melt it. It was hard and now my kidneys and liver hurt. But I'm glad the beer I took on holiday turned out to be useful and I managed to get out of there."
Rescuers eventually found Kral staggering drunk on a mountain path four days after his ordeal began. ®
(Remember, this article is the property of http://www.theregister.co.uk so check out their great site.)
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
A POEM ABOUT GETTING DRUNK
Get Drunk
Always be drunk.
That's it!
The great imperative!
In order not to feel
Time's horrid fardel
bruise your shoulders,
grinding you into the earth,
Get drunk and stay that way.
On what?
On wine, poetry, virtue, whatever.
But get drunk.
And if you sometimes happen to wake up
on the porches of a palace,
in the green grass of a ditch,
in the dismal loneliness of your own room,
your drunkenness gone or disappearing,
ask the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock,
ask everything that flees,
everything that groans
or rolls
or sings,
everything that speaks,
ask what time it is;
and the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock
will answer you:
"Time to get drunk!
Don't be martyred slaves of Time,
Get drunk!
Stay drunk!
On wine, virtue, poetry, whatever!"
-Charles Baudelaire
P.S. I don't wan't to preach but PLEASE never drink and drive. Drunks are funny shit but there's nothing funny about putting your life or the life of others in danger. If you don't care about yourself, at least think of the 2 year-old little girl who you might kill. I love drunks but I HATE drunk drivers! If I ever see a drunk getting ready to drive, he'd better be ready for 200 pounds of US-Marine to crash into his face.
