Now now now haven’t
we all been here. For those of us who are not into The Angry German or The Butt
Burner or even BlowJobs….all of which are names for cocktails *see what I did
there*, we would attest to classifying each and every of our drinking pals in
some drunk cult. And for those who drink, alcohol, lol yes you know where you
belong…let’s see if I get some of you on spot.
- The Happy Shrieker
See that person whose voice pitch changes after two double
shots or one beer weirdly enough? Yeeeess these are they. They get into a
relatively good mood and will scream, laugh, dance and piss you off with the
anything and everything. Every song the DJ plays becomes ‘their jam’.
- The Sentimental
These people life their fore finger up high when a reggae jam
comes up. They get so touched by the ‘message’ and within a few minutes convert
from high as a kite to a damsel in distress and start recalling of the good old
times and sooner rather than later, they burst into tears and remember the ex
who did them wrong and also the time their Mom called them a whore for sleeping
with the Pastor’s kid.
- The Philosophical
Drunk
Once tipsy, they dig up your skeletons and throw in any and
every positive Einstein, Bible and Robin Sharma quote they have ever heard or
read. They are wiser then Solomon when drunk and offer any piece of advice they
think of to everyone both willing and unwilling to listen.
- The Broken Drunk
If you’re a human who gets off work, walks straight into a
bar alone, sits at the counter or at a corner and orders ‘your usual’ and
drowns away, you sir, are a broken drunk. You drink to wash away each and every
problem and thought…for a moment and you’re fine with that. You drink because
the sober alternative is just too intense to deal with. You my friend, need a
shrink, a religious leader and books. I’m sorry but it’s true.
- The Horny Horner
Oh My God! Where to start. First off, if you’ve ever had a
one night stand maybe even a couple in a bar’s washroom or the backstage or
just after you’ve met a guy who you shared drinks with, big chance if you’re
here. If you also start removing your clothes one by one in the name of ‘Guys, it’s
too hot in here’ right after your first double, you belong to this occult. ALSO
if you start sexting and getting freaky when high claiming that you’re reaaaaly
flexible…oh well.
- The Violent Drunk
Haha!! This guy is always trying to prove a point the best
way he knows how to: ‘Let’s take this outside’ or even ‘I’ll smash your face’.
This person gets angry over a passing fly. They get pissed that the barman is
that tall or that lady is eating too many peanuts. More often than not, they
will get in a fight.
- The Sloppy Drunk
Where to begin. Ever met a girl who claims she’s from
Lavington Suburbs with an accent then after a few drinks she throws up githeri
with carrots? Mmhmm haven’t I seen it all. These people fall all over the place
and smell like a combination of a hell demon and a sewer, by 11p.m. nobody
wants to be associated with them because of what they’re looking like by then.
- The Drunk-Dialer
All 12 of your voicemails are always from this one person. ‘Oh
I love you so much, you’re like a tart I want to eat you up you so cute and
edible’ That’s the good side. There’s also the ‘Why the fuck did you leave me, I
was so good to you. You know what, I also slept with your Step-Dad!! Uh huh!! Who’s
the queen now?’ hahahaha I know I know!! But I’d never make this up.
- The
One-Drink-Wonder
After one drink “WHO’S READY TO PARRRRTTTAAAAAAAYYYY?!!”
heheheh yes, the calm before the storm. Pssst You know yourselves.
- The Professional
Drunk
They.Simply.Don’t.Get.Drunk. Period. Chances are, they’re
alcoholics. You’ll pass out while there still as sober as a darn judge. They
have mastered the art of maintaining. I’ve probably met only one of these.
I’m sure
you, my dear reader are somewhere here…leave a comment and let me know where.
Love and Sloppiness,
Nyandia.
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