Tipsy Tales!!!!!

29 Jul 2013

Like always commenting on a Forum makes me remember something funny , and off course it is worth starting another forum!!! I am a NON drinker really, I am thought off as an uncouth because I do not drink wine or anything alcohol based. When however, I do decide to take a drink , I like liqueurs as it is sweet and comes in little itty bitty little glasses Liqueur glasses or as they now a days call them *shot glasses*. I do have a few funny tales to share about me and *MY drinking* problems... As you guys read a lady friend of mine and me once flirted out way into a nice Buzz with free *shots*as the Bartender and his fellow mate entertained E and myself with their skills in making little *shots* like Blow Jobs Sex on the beach,(yep Mike_pta there is such a alcohol shooter) Flat liner Swedish Berry Apple Sourz Chocolate Heaven To name but a few .....I think the both of us(Me and E) drank all their(Bar-tenders) *tips of the day*and a LOT of their weekly pay!!! I know shameful of us yeah!! and today I can not even remember their names. Why do you guys not tell us fellow forum bunnies about a *drunken* funny interlude you had??? I will share a funny situation of my own....of course. We have a little *shared ownership*flatlet on the West Coast Lynette and me. So once a year we go there to relax and of course take time out from our daily boring lives. Near a Casino (That is the reason we bought into this co ownership flatlet) we always end up Gambling. Not a big Casino really and one is soon known to the people working there. Winning *big* one day Lynette is offered a free drink,and of course I am included as well. Sitting playing the senseless machines one always loose on, but it is never the less nice to sit and just play, this little slip of a girl brings me a tall Glass of Something she named but for the death of me ,I cannot remember, I remember it was sweet and tangy and very colorful, red and yellow and white with fruit pieces and some crushed ice in it,and off course a little paper umbrella, JUST so nice to sip on that very very hot day. I may have drank only a quarter of that drink, when I suddenly had NO BREATH.....it felt if I WAS CHOKING I was also BURNING up in a heat wave that made me sweat like a running river, I know I left running for the ladies cloak room...... Stripping my shirt, unhooking my bra flinging it in every which way.... I ran myself out of my shoes to get to that ladies to Just cover myself in COLD cold water, splashing the floors and not caring.... I ran in a cubicle and took my pants off, I ran out of the cubicle nekid,Lynette burst in and there was a crowd of spectators , I did not care!!! I needed to get naked and lie on the floor to cool of and try and breath !!!... Poor Lynette panicked and asked what in the world is happening....I could not tell her about the drink.....and how it affected me, I needed to BREATH!!!!! To make a long story short.... I was taken to the flat carried up ( covered in I think was a table cloth of the Casino`s Restaurant) the stairs after I was given an anti allergic injection by the Casino`s medical sister.... Breathing became easier and the sweating stopped, but I had a headache like there were tiny little men hammering away at my brains.... Lynette had to go and collect my purse, clothes and shoes as I just left them where ever they fell along the way to the ladies cloak room. Needless to say I got free *cokes* for the rest of my stay!!! The poor waitress was white with fright,and very apologetic afterwards, as she had decided to order me a drink she herself liked, as Lynette said *Take Ria anything*...as she carried on playing. Of course not one of us knew I would be allergic to that drink. I am sure a LOT of people saw more than what they bargained for!!!! Streaking I have done,sure, BUT not since My now *body shape* old fat flappy,tits swinging, ass twitching years..... No way!!!!! I was looked and pointed at after wards....Not my finest moment I have to say!!!

29 Jul 2013

No one has tipsy tales????? sheesh.....

29 Jul 2013

WHAT ??????? still no one to share their little oopsies and blabs????

29 Jul 2013

Not our fault you set the bar high with your tale of drunken frolicking through a casino restroom in your birthday suit. My story is as follows. I was 19 and it was new years eve, the location is South Port on the south coast which is just north of Port Shepstone. We were on the beach with a hubbly and beer when I was sent up to the bar to get another round of drinks. So I walk into the bar and I'm waiting at the counter for a barkeep when the woman next to be ask me which shooters are nice. Now I'm standing there on the spot thinking did this woman who must be in her 50s honestly ask me about shooters. So I list off 3 shooters and why not have some fun here so I say Ponchos, sowetan toilet and blowjob, when placed in an awkward place respond in kind. Next thing she is calling over this younger indian couple and lists the shooters to the barkeep, 4 of each. I'm happy with my maths even when drunk so I'm wondering how 4 shooters are gonna be divided over 3 people, until they pass me 3 (one of each). Now I can't say no, I recommended them after all and it's new years so I'm in on the huddle. Afterwards I decide I best just get the one beer and repay their hospitality with my company and not just run off. We chat and I order another round of sowetan toilets. It's after spending less then 15 min with this woman that she decides to offer to set me up on a date with her grand daughter. After this revelation I down my beer and quickly order my round of drinks to return to the guys and gals on the beach, last thing I want is a how I met your mother after shots with gran story.