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Originally posted by evenodds
The worst hangover I ever had was from drinking fortified wine, so avoid port for an all evening drunk.
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Concur. Most miserable 48 hours of my life were spend recovering from a college weekend that consisted of (1) Friday night banquet traditionally finished by toasts with port; followed by (2) Saturday night fancy dress ball at which champagne flowed like shit from a goose. Bad combo. Woke up Sat. a.m. feeling like a cat shat in my mouth; spent rest of day dry heaving and trying to get port stains out of tuxedo and looking for enough greasy hangover cures to get me back on my feet for the ball. Date and I left the ball at about 1 a.m.; what happened after that is known only to God. I don't remember how I got home; I hope it didn't involve either of us blowing anyone. Judging from the absence of new protein stains on my tuxedo, I think I remained pure.*
I don't think I attended class until Wednesday. Unfortunately, one of the negative side-effects of being a pompous a-hole is that you're missed by the profs when you cut.
*Eat your heart out, Taxwonk.
