"Fuck Me, I Need a Drink."

When your boss rides you like the 7th finisher at Race 5 Eagle Farm...
When you open the bedroom door, and there she is… with cousin Davo from Wagga.
When life delivers lemons, we all say it: “Fahk me. I need a drink.”

Yet it’s not all doom and gloom right?
"I just moved to Australia! I need a drink!"
“I got a promotion… or my scratchie hit a $10,000 win… or I’m going on holidays tomorrow!!!”

“Fahk yes. I need some drinks!!!”

If you (sometimes) need a drink, join our group of jolly loose units. We’ll plan drinks at cool bars and dive bars… cocktail bars, basement bars, dog bars, and rooftop bars so you can celebrate your wins or drown your sorrows with a good sense of humour.

Perhaps you solely want to meet some new folks over a drink? Oh yeah. There’s that kind of drinking as well.

Events will be planned as follows: Send me an email if you need a drink (and why). Or, I’ll just plan some events, and see who needs some drinks!

And if you think you’re keen to move your body before some drinks, head to my other group “We Hike. We walk… to the bar.”

See you at the bar. MJ