If it adds to your enjoyment of the game then why not....however i have seen some chat rooms get filled with abuse because the players are playing drunk....tut. If that was land bingo they would have been chucked out.
If it adds to your enjoyment of the game then why not....however i have seen some chat rooms get filled with abuse because the players are playing drunk....tut. If that was land bingo they would have been chucked out.
i drink when i lose
mix the two together.. you'll never get a full house!! :P
how the heck can you spot a number when you're drunk!
i play on a site with live callers, and its a great laugh. its like being in with mates lol, playing bingo and chatting with the callers. i also bring the girls round and we sit chat play bingo and have a laugh, its a great night in with the live callers.
xx suzie xxx
I's all about temperance I think, a nice glass of Shiraz or maybe two, with a bottle of bolly in the fridge for when the numbers come up.
exactly I usually have a couple of glasses of wine on the odd evening when im playing at Bucky Bingo
..never done me any harm![]()
I love a Chardonnay, particularly Jacob's Creek - I've seen the adverts and I'm still waiting for Hugh Jackman to turn up and deliver a bottle of it to my door, mind you knowing my luck I'd get Nichole Kidman!
Well, it is all about temperance, but sometimes life 'gets ahead of one'. Hard time at work last week, got home too tired to cook on Friday, so I had a cracker and some cheese, and opened a bottle of red wine before logging on. It was one of those half price ones that look like a good deal, but it always turns out that they should never have been the full price anyway! So I have a 'couple' while 'watching the balls', and before I know it, its two hours later and I'm waking up to the sound of my cat screaming outside. I'd fallen asleep on my laptop in the kitchen, and knocked over a box of muesli that fell in front of the cat flap. Poor Ophelia was besides herself, and I don't blame her - I opened the back door, Ophelia charged in and leapt up on me, using my legs as ladders to end up sinking her claws into my shoulders - hanging on for grim life. The next thing, I went outside and an owl swooped at Ophelia who was still on my shoulder, I ducked then ran back inside - I've never seen the like in my life! It all goes to show, when you have responsibility for another soul, mixing alcohol with little food can have dire and sometimes unexpected consequences. Oh, and I didn't win a sausage that night either.
i need a big bingo win to buy this place sickproperty.blogspot.com
Have been laying of the sauce lately, and it hasn't brought me any luck which is a bit annoying as I thought I deserved some kind of reward for my new found inebriate abandon. Ah well, perhaps virtue is its own reward.
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