Friday, July 18, 2008

Hangovers...



...truly are the devil's filthy smegma. I can think of no more miserable way to wake up than with a hangover. You know it before your eyes are even open. You know from the dry raspy over sized tongue, the heat, the puffy hands, the fact that it's 7am and you're gabbing away to a bemused paramour, the fact that minutes later you pass back out and almost need a fork lift to get you out of bed some hours later.
Country Gay is my very dear friend, I love him to pieces, but the pair of us left to our own devices, unfettered and unchallenged, is a terrible idea. We are nincompoops, we think EVERYTHING is a good idea. I'm only relieved I didn't wake up this morning with a tattoo of some kind. I SWEAR it was mentioned yesterday. Could you imagine it? I hate tattoos.
Anyway, today's picture is NOT ginger, I realise this will be a terrible shock to many of you, but I feel this chap deserves a Gingerday slot. I mean he's right up there with Scot isn't he? Look at him for Gawd's sake. He's magnificent.
I have to go out to night. I have plans. I have kickboxing later today. Those three sentences make me want to cry.
I wonder at what bloody age common sense kicks in?

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Blogger JL Pagano said...

he looks like he's not sure whether he's auditioning for a girl band or gladiators, but wants to cover all the bases

10:08 a.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Is that Country Gay yesterday?
I have cunning friends like that too, who lead me down the drinking lane. Otherwise I am such a proper girl.. as you know... *cough*
Hope you had fun though and thank your lucky star for the non-tattoo-status this morning ;)
A few years back a friend and I used to go out more or less every night on the bend (it was summer and we were both in between jobs) and I still remember us crawling up the hill to my flat at 7 a.m. (quite literally) and slur: "Well.. at least we don't smoke".
"Always look on the bright side of life..."

10:37 a.m.  
Blogger Jo said...

A cross dressing body builder? Magnificent? Is he the embodiment of your hangover?

10:43 a.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

He does have a certain style to him JL and no mistake. Not every man would have the confidence to leave the house in such an attire.

That's him Eva. I'm of the opinion it's all his fault, naturally he is right this minute laying the blame squarely at my feet.
I notice I have one painted toe this morning. I also notice I was commenting on here last night though I don't remember doing so.
Oh by the curse of the seven snotty dwarves, I have to go grocery shopping soon. Gah.

10:48 a.m.  
Blogger morgor said...

He looks like he was transported straight from a dodgy 80's fantasy film, pushed into a shop and told to "blend in" then told to mingle undercover with the students.

girls want him, guys want to be him.

10:52 a.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

No no Jo! Look at the jauntily tied shirt, the high high runners. He positively is the embodiment of tableaux vivant.

10:52 a.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

hah, mingle. He's mangling his mingle.

10:53 a.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I usually have an odd hangover starting with a strange drunken energy that lasts about an hour. This is used to clean the house, run to the shop and make brekkies before the proper hangover kicks in and leaves me zombified for the next 5 hours.

Unless I've been on the stella, in which case I'll emenate low gurgling sounds till the late afternoon while maintaining the foetal position as much as possible.

I'll not mention having useless hangover horniness...

11:06 a.m.  
Blogger Manuel said...

35.......so years left for you to act with gay abandonment....!

11:39 a.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You are mad.

I only had three pints last night and I swear to God I want to die, I am convinced I got a bad pint. Also, a couple of weeks ago I took them lifeline things, now I am not a believer in all things tablety but they seemed to work. Perhaphs round two won't be as bad if you take them.

Nonny

11:44 a.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

He looks lonely. And in need of a friend. A friend who will say to him "Creeping Jesus, you're not going to wear that, are you?"

12:11 p.m.  
Blogger Andraste said...

Shall I be the first to mention the mullet?

12:12 p.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thanks Andraste, with that outfit the mullet is easily overlooked. What a man...

12:18 p.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I thought the mullet was going to remain unmentioned - the proverbial 80's redneck elephant in the room.

12:18 p.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Say what you will, the whole outfit would look positively silly without the modest gold chain around the neck. It adds just the right amount of class, don't you think?

12:59 p.m.  
Blogger Megan McGurk said...

He's most surely at the ginger level of fabulosity.

1:18 p.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I drink a bottle of good port every night before retiring and I frequently find that I sleep soundly and by the time my man wakes me at 10am I'm quite refreshed and ready to head to the club at midday for luncheon with Carruthers and Winstanley.

I recommend good port FMC, I am sure that uncouth "larger" drink does the body no good at all.
If you do suffer a hangover, just have your man mix up a cure, I use tabasco and quail eggs

1:27 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

A rippling Adonis, it's like he stepped through a portal isn't it?

1:38 p.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Imagine him and Carrot Top together... what a couple that would be.

2:00 p.m.  
Blogger morgor said...

he looks about 40 as well...

2:11 p.m.  
Blogger Twenty Major said...

The last thing anyone needs to do is imagine that bloke tossing Carrot Top's salad.

3:20 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

....tossing his...





*faints*

3:22 p.m.  
Blogger James McInerney said...

Which one are we talking about? The one with the blue shorts or the one with the cream shorts? Shure, neither of them has a mullet.

3:39 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

That's it Docky, fight it, fight it with everything you've got, but you know that alter this evening, when you put your book down and close your eyes his rippling studly hawtness will leap frog front and centre.

3:56 p.m.  
Blogger Megan McGurk said...

FMC, did you see that Michael K took care of posting a CT pic for your Ginger Day amusement.
Hee.

7:49 p.m.  
Blogger Pat said...

He doesn't exactly fade into the background.

10:23 p.m.  
Blogger Paddy in BA (Quickroute) said...

I googled 'photo of Rambo' and ended up here?

4:54 a.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

Oh admit it the lot of you, you'd totally tally his banana given half the chance.

12:26 p.m.  
Blogger Unknown said...

Hmm, looks like a bit of a gay picnic... but only one member of the transvestite hard-body bunny club got the message.

1:13 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

No man is an island, normally.

2:52 p.m.  

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