Here's to you, and here's to me...

Given that it's still part of the Easter festive season (well sort of...), I thought it would topical to focus this week's GuzzBlog on Drinking Toasts. You know, those sometimes magical, sometimes downright awkward times when somebody drunkenly raises a glass and says...

"Here's to the women who love me terribly, May they soon improve."

So...dig into that old pickled memory and let us know whatToasts you love, what Toasts you hate and what Toasts you wished you'd thought of yourself, but were either too drunk or too slow witted (or both) to do so.

BTW: My personal favorite toast, kindly supplied to me by my youngest brother-in-law (you always know where you stand with Wazza), is as follows:

"Here's to you, and here's to me; best of friends we'll forever be; but, if by chance we disagree...well ...fuck you, and here's to me."

*PS My second favorite toast comes from some wag (I think it's attributed to Lord Byron, but I may be wrong) who, when asked at a dinner party to toast the topic of sex, simply stood up and proclaimed "It gives me the greatest pleasure..." then promptly sat down.

Cheers

MW