Had the wrong sisters number on my phone. Started texting. So horny. MG just chatting to me after a week away . WTF. Needed you.

Read White's post. Was so fucking horny. And she smelt so so nice. Cannot sleep now. Need that ambience now. Want to fall asleep in that embrace. Wake up smelling that wonderful smell and just luxuriate in the lingering smell of perfume mixed with bad breath sex.

Oh morning, please rush to my door.

Need you now so bad.

Aching inside

heheheh
PeterBucks... were you drunk, had a doobie or dropped some Xtc?
:)

This post reminds me of Adele, whose managers prohibited her from tweeting (she's usually drunk tweeting)

Why I can't contribute that horny post when I was drunk?

*FH=Fire in her Hole

Rogue : It was one of those unplanned spontaneous uncomplicated days. Morning started off OK, went to gym, then took my car for alignment, picked up my phone at Gitta which I left there the previous evening after my session with Linds, then decided that sushi is a nice lunchtime meal.

Went to Menlyn CTFM, bottle of wine, some sushi, then saw the oysters. Had 18, and then the shit started. Texted a girl that I saw regularly, was promptly told that the timing is inopportune. Strike 1

Another two glasses of wine and a beer.

Then got hold of another girl friend, met up at Brazen Head. R 1,400-00 drinks only later, met up with the beautiful Annelise who just turned 27. Gave it my best shot, remember I am still in my stinky gym clothes, did not shave, not looking good. But my drinking pretty principle was working. She drank me pretty. Alas, drank too much. On the way out to my car, she slipped and stumbled. Handed her back to her brother, she was about to be very sick. Strike 2

Then went to eat at Crawdaddys. Still looking skanky. Another bottle of Springfield Life from Stone. Garlic fillet.

Got a call that my girl friend and company at some gambling joint in Atterbury Street. Went there, more drinks, ran into the FIRE, knew she was not the kissing type, but she looked and smelled so nice, and at that stage my drinking pretty principle was actually having the reverse effect. I was now beginning to think that I was pretty. ... Did my best. No chance.

Long story short. Stumbled out at 02h00, still smelly, still skanky. Strike 3.

Then the embarrassing part. Hhad Fire's number. Started texting, but poor eyesight and fuck nows what else, actually texted her sister, Ice. Only realised much later it was the wrong sister. Strike 4

Then texted Fire, but I have three similar names on my phone. Sent the text to the wrong one. The girls husband came back and said he will donner me if I dont stop. Strike 5

Slinked back at 40 kilometres per hour to my home.

And then posted on Fire's profile.

As I said, it was one of those days.....

Totally spontaneously jumping into each and every embarrassing situation with surprising regularity. But I was so pretty for myself ????

FIHH : One thing I should have learned by now : never post when you are inebriated. That is how you make a total doos of yourself.

Cheers

*SH=Shit in your Hole

LOL Peter -- what a story. But at least you don't do things in half-measures! If you're gonna eat drink and be merry, then go all the way.

Hey Peter, I think you should slow down a bit. You will eventually kill yourself, and quite soon I'd imagine, with all that drinking you do.

James : I have learned a new motto. Life for the present. There is never as good a time as right now to do things. Because we have no control over how much time we have left.

Love passionateley, play uninhibitly, drink good wine (always), chat up the most beautiful girl in the room, go and watch the latest movies, spend time with friends, live life, eat the best steak.

Saint Peter : I know it sounds bad, and yes, it was an evening of note. But if you had to meet me, you would be surprised at my conservative outlook on life, as well as alcohol consumption. Last Saturday was the first drink in November that I had after the Winex show. I am not counting the half glass I had at Gittas place that the wine was so bad you had to put lemonade in it ?????

And just to put it into perspective. A few months ago I was actually "dead", so I am really cautious about life choices.

But my thanks for the concern.

Back to my 2 litres of water again.

Cheers

All hail king peter. We all wish we could have a hangover type party

What a story peter neva a dull moment. Being drunk lots of times makes one do weird unpredictable sumtimes silly things but also at times it makes one feel like a superhero. Peter don't feel bad u might have scored brownie points and da real fire might give u some extras cos of your incident. Thanks for sharing.