The wisdom of years.

[Streetwalker]

I still very much enjoy dancing on tables.
That one never gets old.

I had a lovely and much missed great aunt who did that well into her 70's , She did work in the  dance halls back in her younger days but never lost her ability to entertain the chaps 

[cromwell]

I still very much enjoy dancing on tables.
That one never gets old.

I'd love to dance on a table,unfortunately I can't dance and I no longer have the wherewithal to go climbing.   

[srb7677]

I still very much enjoy dancing on tables.
That one never gets old.

Well as a drunken prat of an 18 year old who doesn't know how to hold his drink or how to behave when drunk, such behaviour is understandable if not entirely excusable, but by the time you have reached some measure of maturity in years, such behaviour if continued would make you look like a total plonker and an absolute arse, and would invite utter derision. Plus someone would almost certainly film it and it would be all over the internet in no time.

Mod edit,  Barry, (avoided swear filter).

[Baff]

I still very much enjoy dancing on tables.
That one never gets old.

[Streetwalker]

Fortunately, the establishments up the road that practised that have been closed down.

With luck the others will go the same way.

I've only seen someone fall over at a bar twice in the last 15 years. Some may say this is down to the pubs I drink in being obviously classier ...

Having said that, the last such faller went down thanks to an aneurysm and was carried out boots first with a toe tag so maybe he doesn't count.

He had just ordered a pint. Not sure he got to pay for it before the reaper called on him.

I see the same guy fall over every Friday night . He's a harmless soul though .Just keeps necking pints, acts  and looks Ok and then crash !! down he goes . Just loses the connect between head and legs , Gets picked up ,sat in 'his' chair and 15 minutes later is in the taxi on his way home  .

[johnofgwent]

Fortunately, the establishments up the road that practised that have been closed down.

With luck the others will go the same way.

I've only seen someone fall over at a bar twice in the last 15 years. Some may say this is down to the pubs I drink in being obviously classier ...

Having said that, the last such faller went down thanks to an aneurysm and was carried out boots first with a toe tag so maybe he doesn't count.

He had just ordered a pint. Not sure he got to pay for it before the reaper called on him.

[Streetwalker]

When I was young the thing was being able to 'take your drink'. So there was social standing to be gained (particularly in the case of males) by being reasonably sober after 5 pints or more.

Now, though, the idea seems to be to deliberately get paralytic.

And that's because they are allowed to . The Landlord who had a reputation to keep up in keeping order in his pub has been replaced with a (in most cases) an inexperienced  'shift manager ' who's  only interest is getting to the end of said shift and either going home or getting over the other side of the bar and getting pissed with their  mates . Nobody is  interested who is drinking what and what state they are in .

That won't change until the guy with his name above the door is the same guy behind the jump 

[HDQQ]

When I was young the thing was being able to 'take your drink'. So there was social standing to be gained (particularly in the case of males) by being reasonably sober after 5 pints or more.

Now, though, the idea seems to be to deliberately get paralytic.

[Streetwalker]

I have a decent tolerance to the effects of Alcohol ,can't say Ive ever danced on tables  chatted up mingers or fallen asleep anywhere but my own bed . (well I did non off at the football once but I had been up all night and it was a shite game ) 

Its probably a generational thing ,I hardly ever drunk anywhere but the local in my teens where elders kept the young folk in order , the Landlord was a pillar of the community and any signs that the grog was getting the better of you resulted in a gentle arm around the shoulder an escort to the pavement a goodnight and see you tomorrow .

It resulted in being able to handle the drink and knowing when you had reached your own limit 

[srb7677]

This is intended as a light hearted commentary on the wisdoms, large and small, that we have gained with years.

When I look back at the person I was when I was 20, I tend to think "what an absolute prat." All I can say is that it is a damned good job there was no internet back then.

Take alcohol for example. How many of us have drank ourselves silly in our younger years, getting so drunk that we can barely remember it afterwards? And insisted that it was fun and do it all again the following weekend?

When I was young getting quite that drunk was never the intention but it kept happening. I didn't understand the nature of alcohol. If I felt a bit tipsy after 4 cans I simply assumed I needed twice as many cans to get twice as tipsy and three times as many to get three times as tipsy, whereas in reality I would be on my arse well before I got to can 12.

Now of course these days I understand the multiplier effect. If you feel tipsy after 4 cans you only need one more can to feel twice as tipsy, and then one more again to feel twice as tipsy again. There is never any need to drink more than 8 at the very most and I generally feel happy after 6. I wish I could go back to my younger self and explain the true nature of the multipier effect to him.

All the silly drunken dancing on tables, incoherent attempts to chat up mingers, falling unconscious in the nightclub bogs, waking up in  a police cell having been found crashed out drunk on some grass bank, singing on the back of a bus with other drunks.......boy am I glad there was no internet to record forever what a prat I was, .