Pre-Emptive Derail Prevention

ThirstyMan wrote: Al, don't punch him in the balls figuratively, just punch him in the balls.

Make sure he's had his Milk of Magnesia first though, in case of tummy upset.

Andy is quite right about this of course. I mean about the Milk of Magnesia.

I find that this "Acceptance of the Totality of Defeat" thing is going to be a bit harder than I had anticipated. How many more days until the next WBC?

Roughly 330 days of punishment is left.

Why will it matter? After all, Repo, you will simply repeat your feeble attempt to trounce Andy in the time honored sport of Drinking Until Poisoned, and you will repeat your utter and total failure.

Don't do it....for the children!

Ok a little edification for those who were not there.

I would never have been so foolish as to attempt to "trounce" Andy at drinking. That would be ridiculous. I didn't even go so far as to keep up. Also a foolish notion.

I merely drank a few glasses of whatever rot gut was being passed around as well as a few beers. Then I caught a nasty bug that gave me a killer head ache and induced some vomiting the next day.

It was only when Andy offered me a beer the that afternoon and I begged off, for reasons of diet and fitness of course, that he proclaimed that I must embrace the Totality of Defeat. (And quite rightly so).

I believe now is the time to mention a couple of things:
1. The winner writes the history books, and Andy's tale is more interesting. So, I am hereby obliged to call you a "WBC Drinking Fail Denier"

2. By accepting the Totality of Defeat (TM) as administered by Andy, it is against the rules of the Totality of Defeat (TM) to in any way attempt to squirm out of the ramifications of the Totality of Defeat (TM).

3. Him tummuh hurt.

Hear, hear.

Denial counts as an offense. Trying to squirm out of it all by invoking a sick note from Mummy counts as being really pathetic.

The 'nasty bug' that you caught...was that the one that caused your voice to triple in decibel level and caused you to behave as if you were a douchebag until you had to retire to bed, presumably from that same nasty bug??

ThirstyMan wrote:
" Roughly 330 days of punishment is left."
But only 111 ball-thwacking days 'till christmas!

Man,the SECOND this thread became about how repoman can't drink it became funny instead of retarded. I will say this though; repoman has already gone into training for next year's big event. We may not win, but we WILL BE READY TO DRINK WITH ANDY. Believe me, this is not something that just anybody can do (I'm looking right at Josh Look and Flim Flam).

engineer Al wrote: Man,the SECOND this thread became about how repoman can't drink it became funny instead of retarded. I will say this though; repoman has already gone into training for next year's big event. We may not win, but we WILL BE READY TO DRINK WITH ANDY. Believe me, this is not something that just anybody can do (I'm looking right at Josh Look and Flim Flam).

Yeah, I'm betting on Andy. He was born in a pickle jar and the only teat he would suckle from was that of the St. Pauli Girl. His first words were "Brilliant! Give me another pint of Guinness!" and he said it in a BLACK AnD FUCKING WHITE CARTOON BUBBLE.

The man is a legend.

I suspect that however hard the gentle and kind Repoman tries, he will invariably be stricken on the first night with the dreaded Vaginus Wankeritis plague as he was this last WBC. Damn the amish for poisoning his (and only his) water hole with the vile bacteria!

Actually, it was about his third night. He had to build up to the epic fail !!