The Louder You Brag, the Harder You Fall

Trip Start Aug 09, 2009

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Trip End Oct 23, 2009

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Flag of Serbia Belgrade, Serbia
Thursday, September 3, 2009

This morning I got quite an education on various states of being drunk and which people around the world can hold their alcohol better than others when a Canadian and Scot got into it. I really just wanted to smack their heads together and tell the to shut the hell up because no one really gives a flying flip. The Canadian did, however, provide this useful little pearl of wisdom for us: "The Scottish don't have the f**king drinking culture of the British. They have nothing compared to the British."

The guy from Canada then announced he can outdrink anyone because he has some Scottish and English in him. The guy from Scotland told him to "Shut the f**k up." The Canadian of course had to brag he has drunk "a f**ing million times" and produced a bottle of some kind of local liquor that I have heard passes for turpentine. I am just thinking what juvenile little turds

The Scot asleep

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I watched with distaste and pity as they studied an imaginary continuum showing the various states of being drunk carefully drawn with their fingers across the green wooden table. Evidently drunk doesn't necessarily mean drunk anymore. There are different levels that people achieve based on their prowess and skills obtained over the years. KInda like becoming a black belt I guess and the Canadian thought he was some sort of learned sensei. Such life skills this Canadian guy has procured at just 19 years of age. With this imaginary line drawn, battle began. So on your marks, get set, drink!!!

Keep in mind all this is transpiring at 8:30 in the morning after a night of alcohol fueled partying at the local bars. The Canadian guy told the Scot that "people were talking" because the Scot couldn't drink as much as "them." The Scot then announced to the world that this game was now called "Shots for Pussies" since that is what Canadians evidently are when it comes to drinking. OK everybody, here's another useful tip from the Canadian..."Fast drinking is shit. It's about concentration." So wise for such a young guy who is underage back home.

I can report that round one ended in a bunch of loud burps folowed by the Canadian running to the sink to unload his shot with a loud splash. The Scot dryly said, "That pretty much settles this game then." The Canadian was a trooper though and wasn't about to relinquish the drinking crown. So he said whatever the hell this means, "I have been drinking before the Princess.". Round two ended much the same way round one did with even louder burps and a bigger splash, but the game continued sour stomachs or not.

I returned to the hostel a few hours later at lunchtime having totally forgotten about Drinking For Pussies, and I can report that the Canadian and the Scot didn't quite live up to their bravado. Oh how the mighty have fallen, or more accurately how the "mighty" have collapsed into embarrassing messes on their respective porcelain Gods. I have added three pictures to show the outcome of Drinking for Pussies.

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