Insomnia

Tonight I couldn't sleep, so I gave up at 5.30am, and started drinking poteen and blackcurrant. Bad idea. And I watched Black Sheep on DVD. Brilliant film, about genetically engineered sheep eating people! The movie is over, but I'm still drinking. I will regret it in a few hours, but I'm quite happy at the moment, thank you.
My advice,never buy a bottle of poteen in the first place, then you wont drink it. Although it truly is wonderful stuff. I was in the merchant navy many years ago, and once a year, we docked at Portaferry, in Northern Ireland. It's the most beautiful village ever, and the locals are (like everywhere in Ireland) incredibly friendly. And in the pubs and clubs, as well as the spirits on tap, they bung you two litre bottles of home made poteen, and you end up never wanting to leave. And if you wanted to leave, you would struggle to stand up anyway. I remember the crew staggering back to the ship as dawn was breaking, with traffic bollards on our heads. And the Pursar's wife not being able to speak, or look at the sea for two whole days after we set sail again. And I think that might have been the night I had a threesome with the chief steward and a deckhand. I'm a bit fuzzy on that. So don't drink poteen. That's what I'm trying to say. And traffic bollards are best left where they are, as are the people under them.
I probably ought to read this again in the morning, and see if it makes any sense, but I doubt if I will remember that I wrote it. My head is numb.