Getting the message across first time

So, last night the time finally arrived for me to perform a duty that I was a little hesitant to do. The obligatory "Take your clients and their staff out for Xmas drinks...." Now, In fairness, the guys have busted their humps for me this year and we all made happy profits, so it was something that had to be of fitting proportion. We all met up at the Q bar in Dublin City Center with an eye to having a few pre-dinner drinks. After Dinner the lads wanted to trawl the bars in the area for "sports". 8 men - 2 forty somethings and the rest were twenty somethings......
The credit card came out and a "Tab" was opened at the bar........ Pre dinner drinks became dinner, and we never got to After dinner .......
"Sports" was everywhere !! Dublin goes completely daft at this time of the year and the women seem to be worst.
The unattached women take on an Air of desperation at not having someone to spend Xmas and New Year with - the married one seem to forget they have husbands and they actually start to hunt in Packs !!
A lone female around 23 years old walked up to our group of very boisterous guys and Introduced herself as follows...: " Hi, My name is Niamh (Neeve), and I am from Port Laoise (Port Leesh). I have just gotten off of the night bus and am here in Dublin to get laid tonite! I have to get the bus home tomorrow, so do any of you live close by ?" Talk about getting your message across first time .....

An interesting night it was indeed. Talk about wierdo's comming out of the woodwork ! Credit Card is kind of melted now that I look at it !

Ever get caught Lurking ?

I have been extremely lazy of late and havent even thought about posting. I find it so much easier lurking around reading the hard work you guys put into your blogs. Also, Im a bit of a technophobe/eejit - so when i see all the pretty and clever pictures you all manage to put up accompanying the interesting and humour filled posts i reckon.... rather than bring down the tone of the whole blogspot, i would rather sneak from blog to blog just trying to find out why my other half is screeching with laughter, or scowling like a caged feline.... Mostly though ... why she spends a whole day typing away at a computer , only to arrive home and fire up the one here and camp on it like she is on Gaurd Duty.
Now dont get me wrong, she is a REALLY good Guard !! Not ONE blog comment sneaks past her !! She could be employed as the Blog police !! In Fact she could Train the Blog Police !!.....
I ,on the other hand (being the lazy sod that I am) prefer to play the latest shoot-em-up computer game or watch the gogglebox. I lurk when Im really at a loss for something to do . Anyway, I was lurking today and came across Ben O's blog about Lurkers . A lot of you were wondering what they are and why they do it..... So this is for you . " Hi My Name is Bosbefok..... and Im a Lurker ! " .......(waiting to hear the standard Reply !......)