Intoxication log
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woops
is not like other people
was this set recorded
luka
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i once had to try and push an unconscious woops up a hill on a luggage trolley and ive left him passed out in the middle of the road choking on vomit more times than i can count but i would still say the most pissed ive seen a human is you when you were trying to dj. it was almost frightening. your soul had completely left your body. pure zombie.
IdleRich
IdleRich
Oh yeah I think maybe Roman was visiting and we got proper fucked. I remember having to go outside to throw up. Or was that another time?
I'm not really a big drinker so I can fuck up easy. Bit nervous about tomorrow cos May Day is a big thing here and we are meeting a load of Igor's mates that he describes as literal alcoholics in a Dacha in the middle of nowhere for a bbq/piss up.
I'm not really a big drinker so I can fuck up easy. Bit nervous about tomorrow cos May Day is a big thing here and we are meeting a load of Igor's mates that he describes as literal alcoholics in a Dacha in the middle of nowhere for a bbq/piss up.
IdleRich
IdleRich
I don't think that gonna happen, this guy sold us a couple earlier - 80 euros a gram - but he's in Denmark or something so off the table. Shame though cos in fact on Monday we went to some guy's house in a village somewhere and played a load of tunes on his flash set up. Got so drunk I don't remember coming back... then gear turned up and one fat lamb's leg and i came back totally to life. Was pretty good stuff.
Mr. Tea
Let's Talk About Ceps
Eat a pork pie and come up smiling on Tuesday.
luka
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He had been dreaming. It was the Age of Discovery. He had disembarked in
Acapulco. There were lucid categories of things. He rummaged in the marginalia.
He conquered his fear of flying. He was ruthless in his pursuit of the smallest
competitive advantage. The parrots kept materialising out the fog, and vanishing
again. It disconcerted him. The cantilevered joist had been his invention. He
thought proudly. It was the cornerstone of the company’s success.
It bothered him. The falling out with Jay.
He longed to make amends. It was a parting of the ways. It was a cataclysm.
Acapulco. There were lucid categories of things. He rummaged in the marginalia.
He conquered his fear of flying. He was ruthless in his pursuit of the smallest
competitive advantage. The parrots kept materialising out the fog, and vanishing
again. It disconcerted him. The cantilevered joist had been his invention. He
thought proudly. It was the cornerstone of the company’s success.
It bothered him. The falling out with Jay.
He longed to make amends. It was a parting of the ways. It was a cataclysm.
luka
Well-known member
Sean was presenting difficulties. It was the hour before dawn. It beguiled him.
The seabirds were preparing to fan out across the bay. He wove his web of deceit.
The Governor had worn a brocaded fabric. It was a blue and patterned sleeve.
He’d need a few days to go over the details. The cannons pointed out to sea.
He imagined a cannonball splintering a wooden ship.
He had inside information. He was able to
leverage a bargain deal.
The seabirds were preparing to fan out across the bay. He wove his web of deceit.
The Governor had worn a brocaded fabric. It was a blue and patterned sleeve.
He’d need a few days to go over the details. The cannons pointed out to sea.
He imagined a cannonball splintering a wooden ship.
He had inside information. He was able to
leverage a bargain deal.
luka
Well-known member
He wouldn’t think twice before crossing him. It was his signature style:
leather jodhpurs and a pashmina. It was the sea of dreams he had been
travelling. It made sense. He had been carrying contraband. Antiquities
of Ancient Egypt and Mesopotamia.
The winds had been good
to him. He bit into a nectarine.
leather jodhpurs and a pashmina. It was the sea of dreams he had been
travelling. It made sense. He had been carrying contraband. Antiquities
of Ancient Egypt and Mesopotamia.
The winds had been good
to him. He bit into a nectarine.
luka
Well-known member
They had barrelled through the horse latitudes. They had made a surgical
incision through the spruce and laurel. They had spent some time in Denver.
They had only had one cassette. They knew those songs off by heart.
Nong had got caught with the guns and was doing bird in Acapulco.
He’d have to shed this identity. The skin was beginning
to itch. Alessandro was loitering by the pool.
incision through the spruce and laurel. They had spent some time in Denver.
They had only had one cassette. They knew those songs off by heart.
Nong had got caught with the guns and was doing bird in Acapulco.
He’d have to shed this identity. The skin was beginning
to itch. Alessandro was loitering by the pool.
luka
Well-known member
It was a pig of a summer. They reached the Pacific through Panama. They
scalped the codex. They made an impression in soapstone. They littered
the trail with iconography.
Lotus flowers shimmied in the courtyard. What lay within that
mighty blue lake he asked himself. Could a man truly lose himself there?
scalped the codex. They made an impression in soapstone. They littered
the trail with iconography.
Lotus flowers shimmied in the courtyard. What lay within that
mighty blue lake he asked himself. Could a man truly lose himself there?