Starky
9th February 2004, 08:55 AM
My mate and some friends went to Donegal recently for a funeral, the same night they got well and truly bladdered, in the hotel the morning after (about 10ish) the eyes were hangin oot their heads, fur on the tongue (know the feelin) the last coke left out of the vending machine (shared between them), when in breezes the landlady and, with a lovely Irish lilt says, - "sure boys the bar doesn't open for a couple of hours yet....would yees like a wee drink while you're waitin? :D:D