Drunken Laps

Haven’t we all runs these drunken laps. No i’m not talking about you dronklappe, although you know you are, but I’m talking bout drunken LAPS, that we all have run at one time or another. Those that drink of course !!!

Hmmm, so JB…What is a drunken lap you ask ??? Well it depends. Have you ever forgotten what you did after a night of drinking…you have well then you probably ran a drunken lap the night before.

From sumthing as simple as being loud and obnoxious in a club….to waking up in an airplane…to God knows where…and have a hairy armpitted stewardess shove a filthy hot facecloth on yer face.

RërRáì ‘vdpÞÝ B¼hjg…she said to me….which must have meant “Hell we could use your breath as jet fuel the way you reeking !!” or she might have sworn at me but then again what am I doing on Ruski Air.

I’ve run a marathon of drunken laps myself, sometimes in reverse, not on purpose hey. My laps have ranged from falling asleep in a girls dorm, right up to being locked up with murderers and rapists and wondering what’s gonna happen to my poepol gaaitjie.

Waking up and wondering where the furk you are…hospital, church, on top of the house roof…and wondering why the girl you were in bed with is putting on a school uniform and asking you to take her to Fairvale Secondary School….and then wondering why the school isn’t in pretoria were you thought you were; but the schools in Durban.

Well you go through some furking weird emotions bra. You made it to the finish line alive, not quite sure how you got there. Frantically calling your brassens and lying to try and found out what happened. “Watse kak het ons angevang hond ?” You hope everthing was fine but you fear the worst and wondering if that dream you had wasn’t for real. Yip it was, that skurve meddie/oukie you were with last night, you WERE with last night.

I’ve run my fair share of drunken laps. Ja I got nca and lelike files.

Have you run a drunken lap lately.

JB

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I run around you, you think you surrounded