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Post by John Parry on Mar 20, 2007 16:37:25 GMT -5
Had a scary experience. Drank three bottles of Belgian Tripel Trappiste beer (which, incidentally is the beer drinker's equivalent of 'Death by Chocolate'). Sprang out of bed in the morning (OK, rolled over and fell on the floor). Absolutely no problem with hangovers - a slightly fuzzy sensation, but certainly feeling no pain. Wasn't until the evening that the results manifested themselves. Couldn't remember my Chip & Pin number. I mean, it had gone! Kept entering what I thought it was, and tried different cards (this was in the shop that I live above during the week, so they were kind to me). Had to go to the bank and present myself in person to get petrol money to go home.
They've sent me the PIN number now - two digits back to front. So always remember folks, Belgian beer, excellent as it is, gives you dysexlia.
Regards - John
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Post by kiev4a on Mar 20, 2007 17:48:42 GMT -5
Jon:
Valuable information. Many thanks!
Wayne
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Post by Microdad on Mar 20, 2007 19:27:43 GMT -5
LOL! The last time something like that happened to me was after drinking some mead I brewed in '97. I still have some from that batch hiding in the closet, but I dare not drink any when I have to work the next day Steve
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Post by herron on Mar 20, 2007 22:50:01 GMT -5
LOL!!! ;D I've had similar experiences with some single malt whiskey! Couldn't find my street, and when I finally did, I couldn't find my house! Thank goodness I was walking home from a neighborhood party! It was the "rolled over and fell on the floor" that was so similar!
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Post by Randy on Mar 21, 2007 7:25:19 GMT -5
LOL, I had a simular experience with Seagram's VO back in the '70s when I was working as a bouncer. I slept for 2 days.
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Post by Just Plain Curt on Mar 21, 2007 8:17:29 GMT -5
For me it was always good old Jose Quervo Tequila. I used to do the town up right about 6 nights a week when I was single and blacked out almost every time. Bad part was I was driving. Luckily it only bit me once when I hit a parked car and took off. An arrest for hit and run smartened me up. Hey, never said I was perfect.
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Post by nikonbob on Mar 21, 2007 8:55:58 GMT -5
RCN issue pusser rum used to do that to me. Good stuff he says uncrossing his eyes. To be honest some of the best beer, to my tastes that is, is Belgium Palm. I hope I got the name right, if not my apologies.
Bob
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Post by herron on Mar 21, 2007 10:16:57 GMT -5
LOL!! ;D My wife happened to see this thread last night ("I thought you guys just talked about old cameras"). She reminded me of several moments in my life, with one ("Sounds like the New Year's Eve party") that still haunts me, more than 25 years later. Got stinking, fall down, puke in the half bath, have to be carried, pie-eyed, smashed on a fifth of Glenlivet at neighborhood New Year's party (it happened more than once in my younger days...but this was the worst, and it is always this one that gets remembered). My wife was steamed ("How could you embarrass me that way?). I mean, real smoke coming out her ears, and flames from her eyeballs (I just felt that way...but not until the next afternoon). Anyway, at twice her size, my wife could not begin to support me when we got home. It was a snowy, slippery night, and I fell on the driveway - face down. Her comment summed up the whole situation very well.... "If you can't get yourself into the house, you're just going to have to freeze right there, because I'm not moving you!" -- and she went inside! I made it into the house somehow. Didn't have to roll over to fall on the floor...I just crawled there. Didn't thaw around my place until at least July that year! ---------- (edit) This was also the party that "changed my ways." My limit since then is two, three if it's a long party (I'm a BIG guy, but if I have more than that, all bets are off). I have not always managed to stick to it, but most of the time I do.
I find I like myself more if I remember to behave...and my wife definitely does!
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Post by bobm on Mar 21, 2007 14:40:56 GMT -5
Several years ago, I was on holiday in the Isle of Skye which also happens to be home to the Talisker distillery. The distillery offered tours of the complex and after the tour, you got the opportunity of a complementary dram.
One guy in the tour party decided to show off to everyone his prowess at downing a shot of straight cask strength 100+% proof single malt in one go, not once but twice, one after another on a beautifully hot sunny day.
About a minute after downing the second dram, his face turned bright red, followed by bright green....
This was followed by him charging headlong out the door, across the road and over to the railing - the distillery is situated at a sea loch, whereupon he proceeded to projectile vomit somewhat loudly and violently into the sea.
Oh how we laughed.... ;D
P.S. It wasn't me....
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