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yay or ney..
That first glass of Buck's Fizz on Christmas morning is the best feeling in the world. Simultaneously removing the hangover, whilst slowly starting you off on the alcohol road again.
the merry joy get the better of me.
presents+Hangover= early 20's xmas day
also: do you still need a hammer?
I ruined 3 Christmas' in a row due to drinking on Christmas eve. Last year I stayed in and Christmas day was wonderful.
My friends and I have had mega sessions on Xmas Eve. Last year I drank a bottle of wine in 7 minutes at the start of the evening. I don't remember much of the rest of the night, but apparently it included me winning at gay chicken, me trying to pul down a tree, throwing a pitta bread at a parked car because "It has the look of Satan about it" and taking apart someone's half made wall to spell "POO" in bricks on the pavement.
I felt special come Christmas morn!
about my Christmas two years ago was looking out of the living room window after the snow at the car lot opposite, and seeing that someone has written, in the snow on one of the car windshields 'WANKA'.
I don't know why it makes me laugh so much. This is why Christmas drinking is a good thing. Humour in unfunny areas.
They obviously knew the "ER" would make it less visible, so went with the option where the spirit of the joke came across to a wider audience, such as the visually impaired
Christmas Eve down my way is one of the best nights of the year. EVERYONE comes out, we all get smashed and end up in our local indie haunt, dancing to Slade and Wizzard whilst wearing disgusting reindeer antler 'hats' that we've picked up off the floor
repulsive any other day of the year like advocat and babycham.
I used to go out drinking every Christmas Eve without fail.
Nowadays when I go home to visit my folks I tend to be knackered and just want to rest up, plus I've lost touch with most of the friends I had in Bristol, so it's probable I'll have a quiet Christmas Eve in.
i'll be hungover on christmas eve this year is if i get drunk with my family. which is absolutely not going to happen.
xmas in england, i was extremely hungover. it was fabulous. i drank champagne and wine and cider for days and days and days on end, best christmas ever! i plan to relive that here in canada this year, i don't care what my parents think!
"it's the english way! and now that i'm married into it, i just can't NOT do it!"
just to make you as oblivious as possible to the whole sordid day and will then be tired so will get tired and get an early night and so miss the whole sordid evening too.
i think i might find it awkward though. i haven't spent xmas with my family since 2000!!!
Consists of walking around the house all day waiting for the christmas activities, meet up with friend have some pub food, go home, sleep, attempt church (and see lots of old teachers alot greyer than before, annoying classmates that could be avoided)...walk home with the family, have some drinks (but NOT get drunk) and then sleep in hope santa will come down our gas fire andbring something nice
means I can nap during the church service and then carry on drinking again.
This actually happened last Xmas.
the pub on Christmas morning, as soon as the doors open is one of my favourite drinking occasions.
Me and both my sisters aren't often in the same place at the same time so we take full advantage
come downs? when you really know you shouldnt but the naughtiness of being off your everloving tits, especially when your aprents are in the same pub, is too tempting to pass up. aaah, the gonzo christmas eves of my late teens and early twenties and chritmas days spent chewing food you just cant swallow.
of course nowadays its all port and stilton.
due to the 12 pubs of christmas pub crawl that happens on christmas eve. This year we've decided to do it earlier than christmas eve so we aren't all near death on christmas morning
We normally go to the metal pub in Brighton as it creates a nice juxtposition of imagery. Last year they were going to shut at 11 but there was so many of us in there that they stayed open till much later. It is probably a bad thing that I can't remember how much later but it's been that way since I turned 18.
It's not helped these days by the fact that my niece (who's 6) insists on getting up ridiculously early and attacking me. I am sure I have taught her a few choice phrases the last couple of years.
I really dislike that place
As Christmas day is also a birthday for one of my friends. In fact I look forward to my Christmas eve drink loads more than new year.