Don't Try This at Home

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Damn that was fun.

By way of background I should mention that last friday night was a sixteen beerer. I had four beers left over from the previous friday, so when I had finished my usual allotment of twelve beers it seemed natural to just drink the remaining four, which I did. I remember that at the time (faint thump - mister doggie-doo is at it again) I was impressed by how smoothly all those beers went down and that this must be some sort of a record. Furthermore all that (3.2) beer was consumed on an empty stomach, which probably fascilitated timely processing. No whiskey was consumed. I anticipated a more or less normal hangover. I was so wrong.

Next day I stayed in bed 'til around 1800 or so. Then I got up in time to wish Kootch a good night before settling down in the LR to watch tv and play some unwatched tivo. Kootch advised me that she had made some soup for supper, then she hit the sack.

I felt a bit queasy. I decided to forego my usual Diet Pepsi. I figured that if I could just get some food into my stomach the queasy feeling would go away. So I investigated Kootch's soup, which was sitting on the stove in a large pot.