I'm drunk, I'm drunk, I'm drunk.
Just had the department new years do in a nice Italian restaurante. Plenty of red wine, which didn't do much harm, but the owner came down with the home made Limoncello just as the boss had paid the bill. Faaark, that shyte hits. Well, according to my fake Breitling it's now 15:30 local, which means I only have to sit in front of the 'puter for another hour before we potter off to the local watering hole to get throughly shytefaced. Allah is indeed akbar.
Off travelling for the next 2.5 months, will report back at infrequent intervals.
Anybody know of a good brothel in Basel?
