Many drinkers have experienced the sensation of waking up and wondering what they did the previous night. Having gaps in the memory is nothing unusual. Blackouts form part of the experience for the swallied.
If you have gaps in your memory while you're still out on the lash, then it suggests you've drunk a fair bit.
An extreme example happened in Canada , where a woman called in the police - at 2am - saying that her car had been stolen, with her baby daughter in the back. The police carried out an immediate search of the car park but nothing was found.
The car was found, not where she'd thought it was though, but outside a bar with the tot inside the locked motor.
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A blog looking for the interesting, depressing, amusing and bemusing news and views from around the world on "swally" - or alcohol, booze, loopy juice, call it what you will.
That's the swally - what's the swally?
Swally is another word for "alcohol" - in particular, in the form of a socially-acceptable drink, not an ingredient in a cleansing wipe or window cleaning fluid.
"That's the swally!" is an excuse, a description for a certain type of otherwise inexplicable behaviour, or if the law courts recognise it: a sound legal defence. When you spill some lager down your newly-ironed shirt - that's the swally. When you read about someone who has tried to have sex with the pavement - that's the swally. When you see someone slaloming down the road at 2 in the morning, casually eating a pizza out of a box while speaking to themselves - that's the swally.
This blog hopes to highlight some of the more entertaining, amusing and downright depressing uses of the demon drink that deserve a shout out.
"That's the swally!" is an excuse, a description for a certain type of otherwise inexplicable behaviour, or if the law courts recognise it: a sound legal defence. When you spill some lager down your newly-ironed shirt - that's the swally. When you read about someone who has tried to have sex with the pavement - that's the swally. When you see someone slaloming down the road at 2 in the morning, casually eating a pizza out of a box while speaking to themselves - that's the swally.
This blog hopes to highlight some of the more entertaining, amusing and downright depressing uses of the demon drink that deserve a shout out.
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- The kids are all drunk
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- Oh Manchester, so much to answer for
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