Two Pints & A Packet Of Crisps Season 2 Episode 1 Munch
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It's Guys' Night Out with the Detroit Pistons. Two tickets. Two pint glasses. Two gift cards. Meet Automotion after the game. Visit www.pistons.com for all the info.
It's Guys' Night Out with the Detroit Pistons. Two tickets. Two pint glasses. Two gift cards. Meet Automotion after the game. Total cost - $59. Visit www.pistons.com for all the info.
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Two Pints Comic Relief - Stop Thinking, Start Drinking! (+ Lyrics)
Two Pints Comic Relief episode starring the cast of Two Pints, Coming of Age and Grownups. Here is the final song in decent quality as seen on the episode. All ownership of the BBC. When youre feeling sad Cause the pubs about to close, When youve had a dodgy curry, And youve thrown up down your clothes If youre really scared That your tits may start to droop If Arthur has shat himself And youve sat in his poop Stop Thinking, Start drinking! Dont matter if its beer or wine, Crack a can and youll be fine! Stop Thinking, Start drinking! Theres no point trying to resist, Cause its all better when youre pissed! When you feel a twat Because you just lost the quiz, And when youve had a wank, And youre covered in your jizz If your car is broke And that wankers your mechanic If youve told a joke And its sunk like the titanic Neeear, Faaar Whereeeever you aarrr.! Stop thinking, Start drinking, If you need to have a talk, Youre better off popping a cork! Stop thinking, start drinking! Theres no problem known to man, That can't be solved with a beer can When youre feeling horny But your girlfriends feeling ill, When youve had dirty sex And forgot to take your pill If youre feeling down Because youre on the shelf, Wipe away that tearful frown And thank god youre not welsh! And we were singing hymns and arias 'Land of my Fathers Ar hyd y nos Stop thinking, start drinking! Dont matter if its beer or wine Just crack a can and youll be fine! Stop thinking, start drinking! In the morning youll feel crap, Tonights the night that you can rap! Dont be fooled when you dip them in your tea, Theyre not, theyre not gonna make you happy I got my lovely crunchy biscuits And Im gonna say it again case you missed it I aint dunking no girl like a biscuit I aint gonna change so dont try to twist it! Balamory! Stop thinking, start drinking! Why be sober anytime? Lifes more fun when soaked in wine! Stop thinking, start drinking! Everyone get off their face Make the world a better place! Stop thinking, start drinking, Yeeaah! Yeeaaah! Yeeaaah! Y
"Take Two Aspirins and Half a Pint of Porpoise Milk" - While Howard Norton shows the Stephens a black Peruvian rose, Samantha tells Darrin she feels ill and has lost her witchcraft.
CLOE faces the two LOCOS - one of whom gives chase. In her panic CLOE falls and sprains her ankle. The LOCO is just about to close on her when a mysterious girl comes to CLOE`s rescue ... DAL is getting progressively more annoyed with JACK - his success with the water purification system is having a inflationary effect on JACK`s ego. There will still have to be a mission out to the stream, however - unless JACK the Genius can make it rain three times a day ... BRAY and RYAN volunteer for donkey duty. SALENE, to AMBER`s great disapproval, insists on going too. CLOE`s saviour introduces herself: TAI-SAN - pint-sized mystic and philosopher. Rescuer and rescued set off back to the Mall together. TRUDY is wild-eyed over SALENE accompanying BRAY outside. With some justification: once alone with him, SALENE demands to know what BRAY thinks he`s doing spending nights in TRUDY`s room ... BRAY is speechless. He returns to the Mall to find TRUDY waiting tensely ... Their argument is interrupted by the triumphant entry of CLOE, with TAI-SAN in tow. LEX is very suspicious of the newcomer, but the others are quickly fascinated by her and her guru-like approach to life post-virus. A party is thrown to celebrate CLOE`s safe return: the Tribe is led in a bonding ritual by TAI-SAN, and for the first time give themselves a name. They are briefly frightened by BOB setting off JACK`s new alarm - another technological triumph! SALENE has apologised to TRUDY for trying to nick her man - but this new contrition doesn`t last long. She and BRAY steal away from the party together and fall into a passionate embrace ... and are sprung mid-smooch by poor TRUDY ...
This week award winning comedian Katherine Ryan investigates the impact her genes have on alcohol tolerance. Why can some people down six pints with no trouble whilst others are under the table after two? Could booze even have an evolutionary function? And, most importantly, how is Katherine going to work any of this info into her act? Routes is a game and a drama from Channel 4 Television: http://www.routesgame.com
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The Rocky Road To Dublin In the merry month of May, From my home I started, Left the girls of Tuam, Nearly broken hearted, Saluted father dear, Kissed my darlin' mother, Drank a pint of beer, My grief and tears to smother, Then off to reap the corn, And leave where I was born, I cut a stout blackthorn, To banish ghost and goblin, In a brand new pair of brogues, I rattled o'er the bogs, And frightened all the dogs,On the rocky road to Dublin. One, two, three, four five, Hunt the hare and turn her Down the rocky road And all the ways to Dublin, Whack-fol-lol-de-ra. In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary, Started by daylight, Next mornin' light and airy, Took a drop of the pure, To keep my heart from sinkin', That's Paddy's cure, Whene'er he's on for drinking. To see the lasses smile, Laughing all the while, At my curious style, 'Twould set your heart a-bubblin'. They ax'd if I was hired, The wages I required, Till I was almost tired, Of the rocky road to Dublin. In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity, To be so soon deprived, A view of that fine city. Then I took a stroll, All among the quality, My bundle it was stole, In a neat locality; Something crossed my mind, Then I looked behind; No bundle could I find, Upon my stick a wobblin'. Enquirin' for the rogue, They said my Connacht brogue, Wasn't much in vogue, On the rocky road to Dublin. From there I got away, My spirits never failin' Landed on the quay As the ship was sailin'; Captain at me roared, Said that no room had he, When I jumped aboard, A cabin found for Paddy, Down among the pigs I played some funny rigs, Danced some hearty jigs, The water round me bubblin', When off Holyhead, I wished myself was dead, Or better far instead, On the rocky road to Dublin. The boys of Liverpool, When we safely landed, Called myself a fool; I could no longer stand it; Blood began to boil, Temper I was losin', Poor ould Erin's isle They began abusin', "Hurrah my soul," sez I, My shillelagh I let fly; Some Galway boys were by, Saw I was a hobble in, Then
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