Brits are Bad Drinking Buddies

by pete.
I find drinking stories can be boring, but this must be told.

Yesterday, a few of us from the office went to the local pub, and I 
started a tab with my card, ordered 12 beers (there were only two of 
us, but the service is bad, so we order in advance) and commenced 
drinking.

One by one, other brits start to drift in. We order more beer, more 
brits arrive, more beer, order food, beers, etc (all on my tab)

Brits start leaving...

well, when I finally get the bill, its 240 pounds. (about $380) (we 
had 52 Michalobs alone) So the brits (the ones who have have not left 
yet) start throwing in money, but like 10 pounds each. They say "so, 
are we close?" and I'm like "yeah, only short by about 100 pounds...." 
But no one has any more money, or thinks they don't owe anymore, and 
they all say "well, I'll give you some later" which i think is british 
slang for "SUCKER!!!!!!!"

Once would be ok, but they are constantly freeloading off the 
americans who show up. Its like they think we came here just to buy 
them drinks.

So once that place closed down and all the brits left to go home, the 
remaining americans and a irish guy head to a private club. We ordered 
PITCHERS of "red bull and vodka". Red Bull is like what you drink if 
Mountain Dew doesn't wake you up anymore. We had 5 or 6 pitchers, 
which works out to more than one pitcher per person, which kinda 
scared me when I figured that out this morning...

Barry, the irish guy, gets sloshed. Totally can't understand him. He 
is simply not speaking in sentences. One of the guys turned to me and 
said "Is he speaking Gallic?"

and seriously, I DID NOT KNOW

anyway, i miss america, and its vast quantity of good quality drinking 
buddies.

pete