/ kalebeul / 2005 / 06 / 29 / fighting drunk /
Last night we were singing at a function and I started needling the French alto about Trafalgar, so she hit me hard with the new “Brits only care about drinking, fucking and fighting” survey, and then we moved on to the “hey, well at least we don’t beat our wives” refrain. A few days back I met up with some local skin-n-bone chemical freaks of unhealthy political convictions to jam through some songs, and we talked about the drunken violence thing. They couldn’t understand why anyone as uncoordinated as a drunk would want to get in a fight, while I think most northerners have problems figuring why any sober person would choose to do so.
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