This seems to be the end result of the free tequila tasting session.
They drank.
They got drunk.
They fell down.
No problem!
Puerto Vallarta, Mx. 1-2-19
They drank.
They got drunk.
They fell down.
No problem!
Puerto Vallarta, Mx. 1-2-19
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Behold this crazy bunny, always so aloof,
It's known to all her friends that her blood is 90 proof.
Though drinking turpentine puts most people on th' floor,
From this lapine all you get is a hearty cry for 'MORE!'
Her breath will tarnish silver, her pee etches crystal glass,
It's almost as acidic as her burning wit and sass.
So don't think alcohol will taint the soul of this here hare,
'cause everybody knows that you can't kill what isn't there!
It's known to all her friends that her blood is 90 proof.
Though drinking turpentine puts most people on th' floor,
From this lapine all you get is a hearty cry for 'MORE!'
Her breath will tarnish silver, her pee etches crystal glass,
It's almost as acidic as her burning wit and sass.
So don't think alcohol will taint the soul of this here hare,
'cause everybody knows that you can't kill what isn't there!
What kind of level of skill is possessed,
By those who would leave a dragon impressed?
Well if one is naught but a tiny brown bird,
Then mastery is needed of the written word.
This skill I know (Or at least have been told)
Is greater than having a cavern of gold.
For dragons are large, strong and breathe fire,
And you won't live long if you earn their ire.
They cannot be fought, but by those with great might,
A wizard, a goddess, a rogue or a knight.
But there's one thing for sure to beat any dragon,
A bottle of 'quelia to refill their flagon!
By those who would leave a dragon impressed?
Well if one is naught but a tiny brown bird,
Then mastery is needed of the written word.
This skill I know (Or at least have been told)
Is greater than having a cavern of gold.
For dragons are large, strong and breathe fire,
And you won't live long if you earn their ire.
They cannot be fought, but by those with great might,
A wizard, a goddess, a rogue or a knight.
But there's one thing for sure to beat any dragon,
A bottle of 'quelia to refill their flagon!
LOL!!! Looks like I've stumbled onto a Wordsmith! Again draggy's Very Impressed! Indeed enough tequila will vanquish any foe..... Even a Furry Dragon such as myself. Though you have nothing to worry about my friend for I am a friendly sort who's currently in admiration of your Wordsmithing skills.
the good news is, nobody's naked, not things on fire and there doesn't appear to be any car accidents. We used to have really bad parties across the street from my place on fortunately didn't have a camera back then one or two that I can remember look like something from Vietnam. I came out the next morning there was approximately 4 properties peppered with liquor bottles unconscious people in interesting locations. Some of woman that were partially or fully naked articles of clothing everywhere's several crashed vehicles and the list just goes on. There was somebody laying on the top of the roof of a truck somebody apparently mail if Ira member directly without pants laying on the lawn. There was even somebody up on the roof of one of the residence. Was between 15 and 25 unconscious people that you could see from my place peppered around multiple properties. Given their it been over 100 people at the Purdie the night before. It's hard to say how many people you could or couldn't see from my place was basically this bizarre tangle of bodies clothing and other items combined with a few crashed vehicles smoldering fires and so forth. It's why I'm still not welcome in the community! They'd been having parties like that on a weekly basis for years and my father wouldn't have it guy that was running the properties didn't care. And he lost a lot of rental money because of my father complaining and basically it stopped a lot of partying around here and to this day the local still don't want me here. For that reason they don't grasp I had nothing to do with it and assumed he was just a old incompetent person and that I was the one complaining and making phone calls. Everybody thought he had dementia or something and that I was the one doing everything
across the street from my house in Nova Scotia. I live in a really crappy little country town.i could tell you things nobody would believe and you probably had to be there to understand it. We had several riot level incidents where police refused to have anything to do with the situation. One party in particular resulted in an officer requesting an immediate transfer who was a female rookie officer she had a panic attack got in the passenger side of the squad car crawled up under the dash and lock yourself in the car lol. She looked like a 90 pound high school girl wearing a cops uniform and sometime during the week she transferred out. She was only here a couple weeks. Jesus some of the parties they had were something straight out of animal House. First one. My father called the cops on and one of the responding officers. I think ended up smashing is radio in anger when he was refused back up the neighboring attachments in every community stated that it's not their problem and they're not getting involved.the staff Sgt. ended up contacting the officer and chewing him out and ordering the police that were on scene to leave and not involve themselves further. Let the situation deal with itself. At that point the cops through is radio and talk egg white. A temper tantrum.he at first thought it was kind of funny wean he had seen me holding a baseball bat and after about 5 min. realize why. Basically all he could do was say you're on your own ad . Call the fire department if anybody gets killed. They might or might not respond. And with that the cops all drove way. This literally made the situation worse and even more people showed up. They thought it was great that they managed to drive the cops away and could do whatever they wanted .see the police department shuts down around eight o'clock at night and after eight o'clock at night. There's no police till around seven o'clock the next day. A lot of the locals don't realize there's no police coverage after eight o'clock at night nearest available officer is over an hour away and you could literally have her murder and it's debatable if the cops will do anything till the morning. Think I'm joking, right????a police officer was writing up a ticket for the local Napa where the alarm had been going since five o'clock in the morning or four clock in the morning and Him from sleeping. At eight o'clock in the morning he arrived at the Napa to file the ticket manager of the Napa and the cop ended up getting into a nice argument.the manager of the business had left multiple messages on the police answering machine at the local detachment requesting police assistance for a break in where the alarm had been like I said going sense about four in the morning when the manager of the Napa proceeded to call police. He got an answering machine saying call back at eight o'clock or seven o'clock. I forget the exact time the attachment opens. Somebody quite literally broke into the Napa with a moving truck and cleaned the place of with the alarms screaming for hours. It was over an hour before the manager was aware of the alarm going when somebody called him complaining about it. Likewise somebody rob the local corner store. They deactivated the alarm system, at least in that particular situation. Police arrived on scene, several hours after being called LOL. Was one of a series of corner store break-ins from village to village around here where somebody realize there's no cops on duty after eight o'clock at night and they just over the period of one night went from store to store and seeing them out literally took the safe from the store with them in a couple cases and stole things like cigarettes. It's one of the reasons I literally want to move away from here and I'm a prisoner and can't leave. Unfortunately I own a home here and can't sell it. I would rather be living in some little redneck part of the US because you know what? Rednecks make the best god damn neighbors you'll ever have. They're not nearly as bad as a lot of people criticize them for being and if you can get a couple redneck neighbors that you get along with, they'll give you the shirt off their back and Dan well-respected and appreciate any help they get from their neighbors. You know the kind of hell. I've taken from people where I live where I try to be a decent, normal helpful neighbor? A lot of the people around here have a very negative opinion of me. Because of stuff. My father did before he died, or because they're suspicious of somebody who tries to be what you'd consider a normal helpful country neighbor. Usually the people that move in the places across the street. Now stay a month or two at most and never speak to each other or anybody else across the street. Don't get me started about the young girl that's been living there about six months or year now normally like I said people only stay a few weeks to a month. She twice pretty much accused me of peeping in her Windows which needless to say when around the community. Was my God damn 80 year old drunken next-door neighbor and I don't think he was peeping one of his drinking buddies used to live in one of those trailers before the guy died and when he gets good and liquored up, he'll go from trailer to trailer peaking in the Windows trying to find the guy on more than one occasion. He's gone as far as projectile vomiting all over the do or of one of the trailers and were still pretty sure he's the one that partially broke the door on one of the trailers knocking on it trying to find his drinking buddy. Don't get me started about incidents like witnessing my neighbor walking across his driveway drunk as hell and after about the first 5 feet of movement was no longer wearing anything from the waist down and proceeded to continue to casually go a long is way 50% naked get into his car and drive away. You notice that part I mentioned drive away?I've already been threatened by the local police not to bother them about anything. My neighbor does, including his drinking and driving. They don't want to deal with the hassle of dealing with him. You want to know how that conversation came about? Hello, 911, my next-door neighbor apparently has been hit by a car he is tangled up out in the road bleeding and not moving wrapped up in a bicycle. Do you know how much grief. I had to go through just to have the bloody asses send out somebody to check on him? Later on I found out he'd been there approximately an hour. The 911 operator felt I should just go out and see if he's okay. Instead of automatically bothering them. Cars were literally driving around him laying in the road. When the cops showed up, he nearly knocked out a paramedic and got into a fist fight with two officers and it was at that time I didn't formed. We were not supposed to bother police because he's an angry drunk and whenever the cops come to deal with them laying fed up somewheres. It starts a fight. Couple of months later I found him unconscious and bleeding laying on the front steps of his house. This was my second and last time calling 911 same speech as before being argued with by an operator, and this time I got a very nice direct threatening warning from police not to call them again unless absolutely certain he was dead. I had literally gone over with a broom handle and poked him with it and got no reaction. Other neighbors were aware of him laying like that for an hour or more and didn't do anything. About six or seven months ago. His dog came over kicking up a fuss, which was pretty unusual given his dog is of the most intelligent. Walk the dog back over and quickly found out why the dog was trying to get my attention. Front door was broken and the doorknob was missing and my neighbor was laying unconscious a few feet away from the door on the living room floor. Managed to ascertain that he was breathing best I could do was put the dog in and close the door and wait for his wife to get home. I forget how the hell I had to read the door up to keep the dog in . I've seen that man crawl on his hands and knees get into his car and drive away.
Don't get me started about when I heard a smoke detector and realized there was smoke coming out are one of the Windows of his residence, Jesus told him and his wife were drunk and I don't know which one left the stove on. Another time he passed out on the stove with one of the burners on and burn his stomach don't know how that didn't kill him. Ironically, he's not really a bad neighbor. It's just the drinking and driving That concerns me.I'm pretty damn nearshore. He's never been sober enough to remember me going over and finding him laying somewheres in the driveway where somebody beat the crap out of him and left him there, or God knows what and I helped him up and into his house. Last time I still remember him being confused, not understanding how he got home. And where was his car. Half of his shirt was missing and his car was nowhere's insight look like somebody put a pretty decent beating on him. If I had a gas they beat the crap out of him and rolled him in the back of a truck and rolled his ass out at his place and left. One of the neighbors across the street nearly died several times I was the poor unfortunate SOb that found him a couple of those times. He nearly died. One time in particular where I was at home for three or four days. His family just automatically assumed I check on him because I'd been checking on him intermittently once every day or two and they'd grown accustomed to me doing it. Still are member. His daughter giving me hell and then actually realizing what she was chewing me out for. It's not like they ever ask me to do it or actually up till that point acknowledged that maybe once every two days. I go over and see how the guy was doing. Don't ask me how he survived the five or six years that I knew him, given he was supposedly terminally ill. I know he had cancer or something and was pretty bad off man was on oxygen and stuff and still wouldn't stop drinking and smoking. For the record, they really don't like when you call 911 around here unless you are hundred percent sure somebody is dead, Jesus, I'm only two blocks from the ambulance station is it so wrong to expect them to do their job? I found somebody bleeding and unconscious isn't that a good enough reason to call the hospital? Wilbur. Generally I have to have one of the neighbors call his family because they didn't like being bothered about it at the hospital. You'd usually get Some comment like he's just passed out drunk. Don't bother 911 and they hang up. His daughter was not exactly happy about that answer given the shape he was in the couplet times I had somebody call his family. Like I said, they got used to me checking on him and just expected I'd be around all the time to do it. Ironically ended up finding his son in a bad way a couple times nearly had to drive him to hospital. At least twice.
One other little weird things. My neighbors don't realize the reason I don't drink, is because I'm technically the local designated driver. I never know when I'm going to get a knock at the door at some ungodly hour and have to take one of my neighbors to hospital because they couldn't get a nebulous to show up for one reason or another. For the record, my neighbors are total jackasses. The drunken neighbor. I mentioned call the fire department a couple times thinking my house was on fire and they actually showed up. At least when you call the fire department around here. They don't fool around. Given how many places burned down per year. They just have a very different attitude if it's not a fire. You got a remember most of the cops where I live are sent here to finish their employment before retirement or they are sent here as a punishment for being bad somewheres else LOL. This results in the majority of the cops. We get are either completely untrained rookies that it's a miracle they don't shoot themselves or something straight out of Dukes of Hazzard where they are too lazy and inept to get out of their own way or their crooked as a dog's hind leg. We've had a couple cops around here that actually thought they were Johnny Law and man did the locals ever f them up for trying to do their job! I sound crazy right? There's no jail where I live, local boys burned down the drunk tank/jail back in the 80s and the town had enough sense not to waste their time building another one.
Haven't had any bad parties across the street sets around 2003, landlord and updating in a lot of trouble because of my father complaining. I think he went as far as filing reports with head office in Halifax at the RCMP. I know it ended up causing a lot of problems for me. And the cops around here giving me grief about keeping my father in line and keeping him out of their hair like that's my job. Couple the cops literally told me he that it was in my best interest for my family and myself to move the hell out people like us are welcome around here LOL. Most of the cops. We've had like to do as little as possible collect their pay check and retire peacefully. There's one cop working down here in particular that there are so many red flags going on. I can't believe nobody's put two and two together LOL. How many rich cops do you know of. Think about that statement and let it sink in ;). This guy was fairly financially well off long before he decided to get into law enforcement. Jesus the carpenter. He had working on a couple of his places was growing his own drugs and all his buddies smoke like Cheech and Chong you know what kind of site, it looks like to see an off-duty cop around 10 or more people with enough drugs on them to make Snoop Dogg jealous and this was years before it was legalized. There's so many things that go on around here. I could get into that would give people a better idea why I don't like living here. Most of it is the huge inconvenience and lack of money because of living here.
Don't get me started about when I heard a smoke detector and realized there was smoke coming out are one of the Windows of his residence, Jesus told him and his wife were drunk and I don't know which one left the stove on. Another time he passed out on the stove with one of the burners on and burn his stomach don't know how that didn't kill him. Ironically, he's not really a bad neighbor. It's just the drinking and driving That concerns me.I'm pretty damn nearshore. He's never been sober enough to remember me going over and finding him laying somewheres in the driveway where somebody beat the crap out of him and left him there, or God knows what and I helped him up and into his house. Last time I still remember him being confused, not understanding how he got home. And where was his car. Half of his shirt was missing and his car was nowhere's insight look like somebody put a pretty decent beating on him. If I had a gas they beat the crap out of him and rolled him in the back of a truck and rolled his ass out at his place and left. One of the neighbors across the street nearly died several times I was the poor unfortunate SOb that found him a couple of those times. He nearly died. One time in particular where I was at home for three or four days. His family just automatically assumed I check on him because I'd been checking on him intermittently once every day or two and they'd grown accustomed to me doing it. Still are member. His daughter giving me hell and then actually realizing what she was chewing me out for. It's not like they ever ask me to do it or actually up till that point acknowledged that maybe once every two days. I go over and see how the guy was doing. Don't ask me how he survived the five or six years that I knew him, given he was supposedly terminally ill. I know he had cancer or something and was pretty bad off man was on oxygen and stuff and still wouldn't stop drinking and smoking. For the record, they really don't like when you call 911 around here unless you are hundred percent sure somebody is dead, Jesus, I'm only two blocks from the ambulance station is it so wrong to expect them to do their job? I found somebody bleeding and unconscious isn't that a good enough reason to call the hospital? Wilbur. Generally I have to have one of the neighbors call his family because they didn't like being bothered about it at the hospital. You'd usually get Some comment like he's just passed out drunk. Don't bother 911 and they hang up. His daughter was not exactly happy about that answer given the shape he was in the couplet times I had somebody call his family. Like I said, they got used to me checking on him and just expected I'd be around all the time to do it. Ironically ended up finding his son in a bad way a couple times nearly had to drive him to hospital. At least twice.
One other little weird things. My neighbors don't realize the reason I don't drink, is because I'm technically the local designated driver. I never know when I'm going to get a knock at the door at some ungodly hour and have to take one of my neighbors to hospital because they couldn't get a nebulous to show up for one reason or another. For the record, my neighbors are total jackasses. The drunken neighbor. I mentioned call the fire department a couple times thinking my house was on fire and they actually showed up. At least when you call the fire department around here. They don't fool around. Given how many places burned down per year. They just have a very different attitude if it's not a fire. You got a remember most of the cops where I live are sent here to finish their employment before retirement or they are sent here as a punishment for being bad somewheres else LOL. This results in the majority of the cops. We get are either completely untrained rookies that it's a miracle they don't shoot themselves or something straight out of Dukes of Hazzard where they are too lazy and inept to get out of their own way or their crooked as a dog's hind leg. We've had a couple cops around here that actually thought they were Johnny Law and man did the locals ever f them up for trying to do their job! I sound crazy right? There's no jail where I live, local boys burned down the drunk tank/jail back in the 80s and the town had enough sense not to waste their time building another one.
Haven't had any bad parties across the street sets around 2003, landlord and updating in a lot of trouble because of my father complaining. I think he went as far as filing reports with head office in Halifax at the RCMP. I know it ended up causing a lot of problems for me. And the cops around here giving me grief about keeping my father in line and keeping him out of their hair like that's my job. Couple the cops literally told me he that it was in my best interest for my family and myself to move the hell out people like us are welcome around here LOL. Most of the cops. We've had like to do as little as possible collect their pay check and retire peacefully. There's one cop working down here in particular that there are so many red flags going on. I can't believe nobody's put two and two together LOL. How many rich cops do you know of. Think about that statement and let it sink in ;). This guy was fairly financially well off long before he decided to get into law enforcement. Jesus the carpenter. He had working on a couple of his places was growing his own drugs and all his buddies smoke like Cheech and Chong you know what kind of site, it looks like to see an off-duty cop around 10 or more people with enough drugs on them to make Snoop Dogg jealous and this was years before it was legalized. There's so many things that go on around here. I could get into that would give people a better idea why I don't like living here. Most of it is the huge inconvenience and lack of money because of living here.
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