Thursday, July 31, 2008

A Bad Combination.



Gadzooks,( how'd ya like them apples M?) red wine AND Bailey's mint Irish Cream is clearly a velly velly bad combination. Ouch! No what else is a bad combination? Fatcats and Mamma Mia, but I'm being made suffer THAT one later in the day too. And there is no toast, and it is raining. A stinking pox upon this Thursday. And your little dog too. Oh when will I ever learn? Don't answer that, the twelfth of never, that's when.
Bah.

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Anonymous problemchildbride said...

Oh God, that's a stomach-curdler all right.

What was Mamma Mia like? I love ABBA! You should see the girls doing the uh-huhs on Knowing Me Knowing You. Blimmin hilarious.

8:47 a.m.  
Blogger morgor said...

Yikes and darn it, i'm off to play my hurdy gurdy.

8:49 a.m.  
Blogger jothemama said...

By Christ, that's a filthy day. I'll see your hangover and raise you a teething baby...

Here's the link I meant to post last night. I do it EVERY time. EVERY time!! http://forninepounds.blogspot.com/2008/07/fat-bottomed-girls.html

8:52 a.m.  
Anonymous problemchildbride said...

Christ, Jo, that's outrageous! How exactly is he protecting his business by turning people away!

8:57 a.m.  
Blogger jothemama said...

Wait, wait, look at the comments, it's not about Copper's, apparently! I only just saw that.

I wonder if the original guy turned away fat men - It's pushing 'Ladies' night to the extreme, isn't it? using only pretty ladies to lure men into your nightclub. Blech.

In fairness, in response ot yesterday's discussion, Ireland is getting very fat - there's saggy, bulging below the belt bellies everywhere. I read an article about obesity where some doctor said that if he wants to find the check in line to Ireland, he just looks for the queue of fat people

Still, I think the idea that this club manager is performing some sort of service is nasty nonsense.

9:02 a.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

I saw that Jo, what a wanker.
Sam, haven't seen it yet, I'm being made go this evening.
Morgor, zounds, sounds fun.

9:45 a.m.  
Anonymous sheepworrier said...

What posessed you to buy mint bailey's anyway, FMC? Its just wrong.

10:21 a.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

I know I know, it just appealed to me and it was on sale, so I though 'hmm, I'll buy it and I'll just use it as a "sipping Drink".'
I am stupid that way. I doubt I'll ever drink it again.

10:26 a.m.  
Anonymous eva said...

Ouch.
I feel your pain, sister.
Makes me grateful not to be hungover today (for once).
I quite enjoyed Mamma Mia though, purely for the music, that is. And my God how stunning Meryl Streep is in it - I cannot for my life believe that she is 59!? She moves like a 25-year-old in it!

10:47 a.m.  
Anonymous eva said...

Ouch.
I feel your pain, sister.
Makes me grateful not to be hungover today (for once).
I quite enjoyed Mamma Mia though, purely for the music, that is. And my God how stunning Meryl Streep is in it - I cannot for my life believe that she is 59!? She moves like a 25-year-old in it!

10:47 a.m.  
Anonymous eva said...

Oops, sorry, don't know why my last comment came twice?

10:48 a.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

No worries.
Maybe it won't be as bad as I keep thinking it will be.
Fucking hangovers, I hardly ever get them really, only when I mix drinks, so why on bloody earth would I mix drinks? Because I am an idiot perhaps.

What's the very worst hangover you've ever had? And what drink or drinks caused it?

11:09 a.m.  
Anonymous eva said...

Worst one...? Oh, there have been too many of those ;) Days when you just pray to die to get out of it...
As for what causes them, well the most obvious answer is mixing, but I have had bad hangovers as well after just drinking little or moderately - or none at all after drinking like a fish!?
They are sneaky and hard to predict - also it depends on how much/what you've had to eat, AND at least for me what time of the month it is...
The older you get, the worse they get - which is why most people tend to slow down on the drinking as the years go by... (I also often forget this, you are not alone!)
But, my dear FMC, let me assure you of one thing: THEY WILL ALWAYS, ALWAYS PASS!
Soon you'll feel just grand again!! :-)

11:41 a.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

IT had better... I believe a trip to the gym might help. I don't know why but a good work out usually clears my head. Baileys, honestly, I could kick myself.

11:56 a.m.  
Blogger Conan Drumm said...

Stoli... fresh out of the freezer, casually tossed back in small shots.

After the visions my head felt like thousands of statues of Lenin falling to the ground and exploding, then each broken lump was beaten to dust with a sledgehammer.



[look at the sugar content of that mint Baileys, a sugar/alcohol combo is v v bad for the brain]

12:21 p.m.  
Anonymous sheepworrier said...

Worst hangovers were the ones between 14 and 17 - when we would drink anything we could lay our hands on. The usual saturday nite was a 500ml coke bottle filled with drops of vodka, whiskey, bacardi, dark rum, gin, pernod(!) and anything else that could be swiped from the parental's drinks cupboard.
The next morning I always had a sincere wish to just die where I was, curled up on the bathroom floor, but was grand by about 3.00.

12:41 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

Oh bloody sots. Shots of jaegermeister kill me to death too now that I think of it. I have been known to think they are a TERRIFIC idea when I'm three sheets to the wind already.

12:50 p.m.  
Blogger morgor said...

Old Gregg likes Baileys

1:16 p.m.  
Blogger Medbh said...

I don't get the whole ABBA appeal but all the movie reviewers who snark on it as inferior because it's aimed at women need to get stuffed.

2:46 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

Oh thank god I thought it was just me. I don't mind ABBA, but they don't light my fire and I could quite happily never hear another one of their songs for the rest of my life.

3:21 p.m.  
Anonymous Shebah said...

I still remember my worst hangover with pangs of deep shame and remorse. It was during my days of apartment sharing with two friends. I woke up stark naked next to a complete stranger (rather gorgeous)and could not remember a single thing about the night before. I had apparently been very verbal and appreciative (my friends heard it all!) and he telephoned me regularly for weeks afterwards until he finally realised I couldn't still be away on vacation. Sooooo embarrassing, and I still remember the headache!. I never again got to that stage of drunkeness and I never went back to that club! Oh, the shame of it.

3:27 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

Holy crap Shebah, that must have been some wild night!

7:02 p.m.  
Blogger Manuel said...

how'd you like mr brosnan's singing? LMM didn't realise it was a musical and nearly spat popcorn all over the guy in front of her.....not impressed apparently...

12:01 a.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

I had a reprieve, but not for long, apparently it's a bank holiday here so I am doomed to go over the weekend. It's a bit like going to the dentist, I'd nearly be happier if it was all behind me.

12:12 a.m.  
Anonymous Sniffle&Cry said...

Bailys doesn't count as drink. It was the wine alone.

12:35 a.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

ine on it's own, unlss I've drunken a complete barrel full doesn't make me hungover, no no, it's not the grape milk, it's the bloody Baileys. Or rather the mix.

8:44 a.m.  

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