Tuesday, February 7, 2012 6:40:10 PM
In my student days I could put away a dozen tequila shots. When working in north Asia, I could drink moutai or soju and then carry the locals home. Today I go straight from Mmmm, "This year's Beaujolais nouveau is particularly fine" ... to "Mnmnmnmnmn Honey, why WHY do I drink, I HATE alcohol HUUUUURL never again" in about a glass and a half (liver impairment).
Yet I have never woken up with a sharpie tattoo, a dead hooker, or even a stranger in my bed. I need to get out more.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012 2:27:53 PM
Link: Your Six Drunk Personalities[Rate Link] - Is it bad if you embody all six personalities while you're sh*tfaced?