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satty said:
If the rest of the world would have a cr@p playing football team like the English, they would heavily drink as well :)
That would normally be fighting talk where I come from, but sadly this time round, you're probably right :(
 
dynamicv said:
If the rest of the world had weather like ours, they'd drink heavily too. :D

LOL, I guess I was lucky back in February on my trip to London. The northern areas were slammed with a snow storm - while I was blessed with some great clouds through out the day, with just the occasional snow shower.
 
Chip NoVaMac said:
LOL, I guess I was lucky back in February on my trip to London. The northern areas were slammed with a snow storm - while I was blessed with some great clouds through out the day, with just the occasional snow shower.

Most people outside of England totally underestimate the English weather... or say at least the summer. The top temperatures in summer might be lower than central Europe (which is not so bad anyway), but it hardly rains at all.

The autumn, winter and spring season might be not so good: It's mainly depressing grey all the time.
 
satty said:
Most people outside of England totally underestimate the English weather... or say at least the summer. The top temperatures in summer might be lower than central Europe (which is not so bad anyway), but it hardly rains at all.

The autumn, winter and spring season might be not so good: It's mainly depressing grey all the time.

Then I count myself as being truly blessed in my 2 1/2 days in London. For the photographer, I could not ask for better conditions - though they did seem to change hour by hour.

In Reykjavik I was not so lucky. It was damp and dreary for my stay. It was on my departure to London that the sky cleared. But it gave me more time to make some new friends. :)
 
whocares said:
Crack tubes! :D :D

Immanuel Kant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable.

Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table.

David Hume could out-consume
Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel, [some versions have 'Schopenhauer and Hegel']

And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.

There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach ya
'Bout the raising of the wrist.
Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed.

John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.

Plato, they say, could stick it away--
Half a crate of whisky every day.

Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle.
Hobbes was fond of his dram,

And René Descartes was a drunken fart.
'I drink, therefore I am.'

Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed,
A lovely little thinker,
But a bugger when he's pissed.
 
Chundles said:
Throwing up from drinking is a sign that you're soft.

Real drinkers can keep it down, or replace it when it comes up.

This is somewhat true. I've realized now, after years of abusing my body with alcohol, that it would indeed be better if I were to throw it all up at some point past 3am to lessen the hangover in the morning. My body won't let me toss it up though, and I have to be very careful when I'm piss drunk to make sure I sleep on my stomach.

You're better off not being a real drinker. Throw it up when you can, just not on your date or in front of him / her. You will do more embarrassing things drunk than just throwing up. I mean genuinely drunk, where standing up is the same as laying parallel to the floor. I was a very unexperienced boy from New York when I moved to England at 17. Now I can't put the drink down.
 
Jaffa Cake said:
I find your thoughts on the matter quite ironic, given that you share your user name with one of my favourite pubs. ;)

:D I'd always be the 'aww, let's have another pint of Stella' guy at the White Hart in Lenton, Nottingham. We were students then, I miss those days. We had the best nights out. I only regret now that I am stuck here when England is playing Portugal next.

But the greatest game in a pub I ever saw was Manchester United's 1999 European Cup final over Bayern Munich. Granted, nobody in the Tottle Brook Inn at Beeston were Man U fans, but it was a great moment in football.
 
thewhitehart said:
:D I'd always be the 'aww, let's have another pint of Stella' guy at the White Hart in Lenton, Nottingham.
Ah, I think I've been in there once or twice, back in my own student days in Nottingham. It was a few years ago mind, so I might be wrong. Is that the one that used to be a jail in a past life?
 
Jaffa Cake said:
Ah, I think I've been in there once or twice, back in my student days in Nottingham. It was a few years ago mind, so I might be wrong. Is that the one that used to be a jail in a past life?

Yes, yes! That's it. It was a jail in the 1800s. Right up the little stream from the hospital. I used to live across the street in a shoddy row of houses, with this huge plant in front of our house. We called it 'Triffid House.' They redesigned the place in recent years, and now it houses an Indian restaurant on the top floor.
 
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