A few years back I had a neighbour called Nobby. He was an old pervert who liked to blast jungle music from his ghetto blaster while he banged prostitutes, and he gave me the shits. He thought he was the second coming of Elton John on the piano, was always trying to bludge homebrew off … Continue reading Have a very “NOBBY” Christmas!
After two consecutive years of ending work Christmas parties in a pool of my own piss and puke, I’d earned a reputation for being a bit of a wildman at Bauer Media. Alright, maybe not a wildman, more like a pisshead, but it was a reputation I planned to uphold when 2012 finished and we … Continue reading Even more Christmas parties end up with me passed out in the street
In case you’ve had trouble reading the name of this blog, I like to drink. And there’s no better time to drink than Christmas, when the eggnog is flowing and free beers are being passed around, and there are happy people who need to be drowned out with an over-abundance of alcohol. Not surprisingly, I … Continue reading Every Christmas party ends with me passed out in the street