Guest Agent of Oblivion Report post Posted May 30, 2003 Also, the most difficult person to subdue in there would probably be this grizzled old man with a pot belly named Chuck, who has what I think is an old faded Navy tattoo and liverspots. Hell, you could walk right in there, flash a sparkly badge of some type, hand over a false warrant to the supervisor, and seize yourself about $100,000 (retail) in black market cigarettes on any given night. All you need is a truck, a nice suit, and two other silent people standing behind you, looking stoic and humorless. but who would ever think to do something like that... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest saturnmark4life Report post Posted May 30, 2003 I'm going to the pub now. Again. I've stopped drinking alone, which I'm pretty happy about, and I try to refrain from spending £60 in one 12-hr drinking sesh excluding birthdays nowadays. Thank God. I never, never get violent when I'm drunk, but I have pissed in drawers full of clothes (that looked too high up to piss in) and not remembered a thing. That's what I don't like. Still, it only happened twice, and I think it was more sleepwalking than drinking. Oh fuck I smell of urine again.... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
