Dude seems to be suffering a strong case of douchebagitis...

Weekly Willy No.2 Supplemental

I think last junk went something like this right?? well all junks really! (and yes I do have too much time on my hands!)..

"Get a call from my mate just leaving the office on Friday night asking if I would like to go out for a few beers insisting "nothing heavy as we have that junk tomorrow but work pissed me off all week and I need a couple of beers.. Be home by 11pm I swear!"...Agree to meet in LKF for the said few beers...start talking about foolios at work and then gals at work…6 beers later we are now in some nightclub ordering a bottle of vodka and champagne (champs for the gals we have met on the way). By now its 1am and we move on to another club neck some flaming shooters..(which the bar man pours all over the bar and sets alight and have to suck up the booze before it burns away with some straws - which end up melting but all rock and roll!) another bottle ordered and 6 more mates have joined us all on the same “few beers night out” 4am we in wan chai back on the beers to be sensible then back on the flaming shots to be rock and roll..end up in the flying pan around 6am mate walks in opens a bottle of champagne...I have bloody mary convinced its healthy and more food than booze (double vodka in there) ….

Don’t go home stay out all night and straight to the junk for 10am..im the first one there..sipping on a beer..dressed in black jeans red V-neck and black leather jacket – typical junk wear for the non-sleepers

Free booze on the junk (well 600hk and drink all you can – food? feck the food...thats for wimps…) Start on the beer sluggin a few down before the boat has even left the peer..have some wine..a few tortilla chips..more beer ..boat sets off into rough water.. then I start feeling wobbly…..”just going to the toilet be back in a minute guys”… collapse downstairs trying to find the toilet … head spinning,room spinning, boat spinning…cant move that well…cant speak that well… stagger to one of those little boat rooms..for a few mins...feel like total crap – a hangover without the sleep part! 30mins later a few smirking mates come into the boat room…are you ok? I inform them I’m never drinking again.. and this time I mean it!! The sea is rough the walk to the bathroom is a fecking nightmare head down get the job done then stagger back to my haven of my little room stacked to the roof with beer…a sight which would normally get me gasping makes me feel like crap!....fall back to sleep feeling like crap…spinning like a MF..

Wake up ...am I normal yet?.nope still spinning…stagger to bathroom..try to get back to sleep but just sit there with the room spinning hiding under my cap..

As the boat nears central at 5pm I’m feel kind of better…actually I look at the stacked beer and think maybe I should have one …hair of the dog... fine ok just a few beers…this time I mean it…just a few beers.. so back on the beer…then actually I think I could face some wine then you know what that red vodka thing looks doable…then oy Howard fill that fish bowl thing full of the red vodka thing and lets drink it in one with 2 straws…then LKF and then wan chai…round 2!!

Booze is one of my best friends but it can be rude to me in the morning …but by the evening we always seem to have made up and we are both getting along just fine again..:)"

- From the annuls of WP.....

Honestly, who goes junkin' in a V-neck? Rock on, brother!