Well, I'm just coming back from a weekend in Barcelona for my good mate bachelor party. I'm sure I'll have some raucous, debauched tales to tell as soon as I remember them... 
Thee Joyes of Drinking
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Saying that makes me think it's something I want to try.
I got wasted last night. Jamesons Whisky and Guinness. The Irish way!
Actually not so funny story but last week I got wasted too. Decided to walk home at 3am and walked in the wrong direction for one hour before I realized it. Then I was walking back in the right direction, in the pouring rain I might add and I came accross a homeless man sorting his cans in the rain. I thought I had given him roughly $10 but when I examined my wallet the next day I thought I might have mistakenly given him $100.
Either that or I spent more on drink that night than I remember.
Oh, man. I did that once. Except it was Jamesons and Beamish.
Its effect on me was bad enough. But my poor friend, who has only about half the body mass I do, foolishly insisted on matching me shot for shot and pint for pint. It destroyed him. I've never seen anyone that hung over.
It does seem rather flu-like, in many cases. In fact, I've even heard people refer to the 26-ounce flu, instead of the 24-hour flu.
I don't get a lot of the symptoms that other people describe--headaches, nausea, etc. When I'm hung over, I'm just really tired and really lethargic.
I don't get a lot of the symptoms that other people describe--headaches, nausea, etc. When I'm hung over, I'm just really tired and really lethargic.
I have had one or two ah, "incidents" after over-imbibing. There was the night we climbed Camelback Mt and drank a bottle of tequila. Then we couldn't get down. For hours. That was a long night...
Or the night I spilled the big gulp in my lap driving back from a party. Then I got pulled over. Explaining to the cops why I was driving down the street in my underwear was fun...They were laughing so hard they actually let me off...
Or the night a gal took me home from an Octoberfest bash. Imagine my surprise when she freaks over the sound of a door in the house opening. I thought, "Oh, crap, her husband." Wrong again-apparently she was the proud owner of a fake ID-and that was her parents coming home. She told me her age and I freaked and climbed out the bedroom window. I then realized I didn't know what town I was in...
And let's not forget Tijuana. One should try to drink a shot in every bar in TJ at least once in their lives. It's so much more interesting there, as the local police carry real machine guns-I had the holes in my trunk to prove it the next morning.
Christ, I'd forgotten a lot of this stuff. *shakes head* I think I need a drink.
Or the night I spilled the big gulp in my lap driving back from a party. Then I got pulled over. Explaining to the cops why I was driving down the street in my underwear was fun...They were laughing so hard they actually let me off...
Or the night a gal took me home from an Octoberfest bash. Imagine my surprise when she freaks over the sound of a door in the house opening. I thought, "Oh, crap, her husband." Wrong again-apparently she was the proud owner of a fake ID-and that was her parents coming home. She told me her age and I freaked and climbed out the bedroom window. I then realized I didn't know what town I was in...
And let's not forget Tijuana. One should try to drink a shot in every bar in TJ at least once in their lives. It's so much more interesting there, as the local police carry real machine guns-I had the holes in my trunk to prove it the next morning.
Christ, I'd forgotten a lot of this stuff. *shakes head* I think I need a drink.
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