I won't be drinking again!

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WarwickHunt

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Last night I spent it with the in-laws. Now, I come across as shy and quiet, only speak when spoken to when around her family. I was reluctant to drink but in the end I started to have a few. I was drinking all kinds of different cocktails and mixing my drinks.

I suddenly realised I was the centre of attention as I developed a quick witted sense of humour and was generally throwing harmless insults around which was met with ruptures of laughter. To visualise the scenario, remember the scene in Dumb and Dumber were he's having a drink with Mary's family and he's setting his arse on fire, the part where he's daydreaming? Well, it was like that, except for the lighter bit.

I was enjoying myself and I was letting myself go completely. The more drunk I got, the more rude I became. Every time someone would say something, I would turn it into a sexual innuendo. I mean everything. At first it was funny and was a great laugh, my girlfriends Mum was even saying she was gonna be getting in the bed with us and her Dad kept saying he had a surprise lined up. I was laughing my head off, but I ended up taking it a bit too far. The smiles turned to snarls as I began to say how I'd love to be in bed with my girlfriends Mum and too many other things. I don't remember half the stuff I said but I think I said far too much up to this point. I mean, I was still thinking it was hilarious! I have to face these people when I come back from today's game, hell knows what's gonna be said to me!

Blame it on the alcohol!
 

Well you know what you need to do don't you? Shag her mum. No one wants their daughter going out with someone who can't keep their promises and you are a man of conviction.
 

If they give you any gib round house kick your birds mar in the kite then strip naked and set a firework off out your arsehole

Last but not least set fire to there car
 
Forced to get out your tree were you lad?

The in laws sound spot on as well, the picture of a remote village with banjo playing, illicit stills and shackles in the basement rush to mind in this most christmassy tale.
 

Buy some roses, chocolates, tell them you didn't mean it (really!) and you were dead nervous and all that stuff.. sh1t like that. Ma will either forgive you or take you up on the offer.. (maybe those two are ok) or you're toast! Saying nothing doesn't look much of an option to me.
 

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