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The things that I really, really like thread...

Surely you can cope with 20 seconds exercise when you are hungover?
 
Morning, gents. Seems a nice thread on which to start posting again. Interesting and pleasant that it's so non-materialistic so far.

Going to the pub for a lunchtime pint and staying till closing time.
Catching the wave when body surfing.
Executing a perfect splashless dive.
Games of pinball where you seem never to fall, despite being neither deaf, dumb nor blind.
Any of my infrequent trips to Molineux, regardless of the result.
A gig where the band plays all the songs you want to hear and you leave totally satisfied.
The tickly feeling when wind blows through your t-shirt.
A full day in the blazing sun at the beach.
Putting shoes and socks on after such a day at the beach.
Buying a new record, preferably vinyl, but a cd will do.
Buying a new book.
Talking absolute shite with mates.
That golf shot where you hear but don't feel the connection.
That blast of warm air when you get off the plane in a hot country.
A really long walk with the dog.
The Adam & Joe 6 Music show
 
Putting on moon boots after a long day skiing. i don't walk i float with a stupid satisfied grin on my face.
 
I'm more concerned about you turning into a woman. A glass of wine and a book in the bath?!

I have a shower every day, but on the 10 occasions a year I have a bath, I love a large single malt and a good book in the bath until my toes have gone white and wrinkly....
 
That golf shot where you hear but don't feel the connection.

I fluffed a drive yesterday, and then hit a 5 wood second, about 190 yards, with draw, to within 2 inches of the pin. I will never be able to replicate it and probably not the draw. It did feel great.
 
I fluffed a drive yesterday, and then hit a 5 wood second, about 190 yards, with draw, to within 2 inches of the pin. I will never be able to replicate it and probably not the draw. It did feel great.

Ah, that gives me one for me.

The times I play a snooker shot that John Higgins would be proud of. It happens once a session, generally. Infuriating that you know you can do it, just not all the time like the blokes off the TV. Golf's the same. Both games of fractions.
 
Getting up early and taking two steaming cups of tea back to bed when my lady is staying over, doesn't happen often, as she lives in Germany, and her husband doesn't approve.

Well, if you know he doesn't approve, don't be so selfish Pavlos, take her coffee instead!
 
Hungover sex is hardwork, i was on the first part of a stag do the day before my girlfriends birthday last year, obliging for birthday sex that day nearly killed me, luckily i threw up beforehand.

She'd have been well impressed if you'd thrown up in the middle of it..... or just after it too.

That made me laugh!
 
She'd have been well impressed if you'd thrown up in the middle of it..... or just after it too.

That made me laugh!

I'm a classy date, i think i turned up at her house still half pissed we were talking in the kitchen and i just ran off to be sick mid sentence, i've also jumped out of her car whilst she was driving across the Asda car park to be sick when hungover, we hadn't be going out long when that happened.
 
I wouldn't worry about it. I'd been going out with Mrs DW for about a fortnight, St Paddy's day arrives, I go out after work for a few jars, which ends up being 17 jars. Was rather ill. Her birthday is the day after. She is obviously Mrs DW now and that was seven years ago. You just need the natural charm, wonderful looks and amazing comedy skillz that I have.
 
I got lucky with that stag do deal in all fairness, was her first birthday together and originally the plan was to go to Newcaslte from friday, her birthday, to sunday. Then some people couldn't get the friday off work to go so the stag changed it round, we went up Birmingham for an all dayer on the thursday and then up to Newcastle on saturday and stayed over for one night, the friday was hellish though.
 
Now there's an idea for a new thread.
 
My wife’s eyes – gorgeous colours
Hot sunny weather
Looking at my newly mown garden
Looking forward to a glass of whisky and a good book
Playing with my dogs
Getting wrapped up warm when it’s cold wind blowing
Standing on the disused 17th tee looking out at the deserted beach/sea
Going out for dinner
Settling down in the evening when my wife puts her legs across my lap
Taking great photographs
Spending time with my son. Either one.
Innis & Gunn
Real ale
Looking forward to seeing old friends
Travelling, especially abroad
Stockholm
Rescuing dogs
Driving, love driving
 
Hungover sex is hardwork, i was on the first part of a stag do the day before my girlfriends birthday last year, obliging for birthday sex that day nearly killed me, luckily i threw up beforehand.

Its worth it though mate. I get incredibly frisky when I'm hung over I won't lie to you. Not sure whether it's to do with anxiety or some kind of chemical imbalance due to the alcohol. Either way I'm like a raging bull the day after and said activity makes me forget how gash I actually feel.

I'm sure I'm not the only one like this, in fact I know I'm not because I googled it once, when hungover and in-between...well yeah.
 
Its worth it though mate. I get incredibly frisky when I'm hung over I won't lie to you. Not sure whether it's to do with anxiety or some kind of chemical imbalance due to the alcohol. Either way I'm like a raging bull the day after and said activity makes me forget how gash I actually feel.

I'm sure I'm not the only one like this, in fact I know I'm not because I googled it once, when hungover and in-between...well yeah.

Cracking one out when hungover is a great way to get the boost needed to drag yourself out of bed, but hungover sex is just far too strenuous, i suppose it depends on the severity of the hangover.
 
Fresh mountain air, hungover from the night before? Gone in a matter of minutes.
The smell of garlic.
Driving when there's nobody else about.
Satisfaction when your hard work pays off.
 
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