C5 Vomit, laugh or both..(edit oops Xsara )

[Stickyfinger]

........and in grey as well.VOMIT or laugh ? BOTH

[vborovic]

Are you sure that's not a newer 3-door Xsara, rather than a first gen C5?

[chinkostu]

Thats a Xsara sticky

[Stickyfinger]

Edit....Lol my eyes....My Eyes !....fixed at the front in horror

Edit...Xsara VOMIT or Laugh

[vborovic]

You should re-check your cider, sticky ... maybe its past expiration date ...

[Stickyfinger]

You should re-check your cider, sticky ... maybe its past expiration date ...

Nope, that proves it IS the good stuff, blindness is a side effect

[Gibbo2286]

You should re-check your cider, sticky ... maybe its past expiration date ...

Nope, that proves it IS the good stuff, blindness is a side effect

I can attest to that from my time at Norton Manor Camp, Taunton in the 50s

[vborovic]

blindness is a side effect

That sounds like antifreeze, not cider to me ...

[Stickyfinger]

blindness is a side effect

That sounds like antifreeze, not cider to me ...

Cider is not the same as Austrian White wine my friend.....it is unique in the drinks world, it has no effect on you until you stand up, then (only) your legs do not work correctly, a bit like Bamby on ice...

Good sport here is Glastonbury Pubs in the summer, lots of Germans and Mercans who do not know what hit them !. It is always funny to hear them question just why they have a half pint instead of the "Pint" they ordered, they drink it like larger and get another quickly.....you then wait and watch, great laughs over lunch. I once watch a US Rugby team fall apart in 1 hour

But remember

[Hell Razor5543]

My Mum once made a batch of rhubarb wine, but got the sugar/yeast mix wrong. It tasted like a nice fizzy lemonade, but it went to the legs and switched them off (although this wasn't found out straight away). That year I was at a small Scottish primary school (the most pupils they ever had was 31; evacuees during the Second World War), and Mrs. Bell, the teacher (school was so small they only had one permanent teacher, the other teachers did the rounds of the small schools) visited all the parents to wish them Happy New Year. We were last on the route (and my brother and I had gone to bed), and when she arrived my Mum offered her a glass of this stuff (the effects were not known at this point, as it had only just finished fermenting, or whatever), and she had a couple of glasses of it. This was when the legs issue was discovered. When she came to leave she found out that she couldn't; "Hell, Jenny, I can't stand up!". Imagine the shock we (my brother and I) had when we went to have breakfast, and there is our teacher asleep on the sofa!