... whoa... not only was last night a glorious poolfest... but The Single Southern Guy and Friend arrived late.... damn, people.... what a night.... I be tore down today.... shine was shared up till 2AM..... you know, hangovers are alien to me... but today, the spaceships have landed..... thanks, Adam.... this is a new experience.... I shall do my best to enjoy it... you bastard....
You need a big, greasy breakfast, something ice-cold and carbonated, plenty of oxygen, rest, and time -- sweet time. On the other hand, a couple stiff Bloody Mary's will do the trick.
Bullshitted by Parkway Rest Stop on December 2, 2004 09:48 AMHangover huh? Oh boy could it be age creeping up on ya? haha. Greasy food will definitely be your friend today!
Bullshitted by Sandy on December 2, 2004 10:58 AMHere's the trick, do what I do. "Live it". I'm in a constant state of hung over. After a while you get used to it.
Yeah, sorry about the late arrival. Still, we had a great time visiting with you and Fiona. Oh and hangovers? Try driving thru the Smokies hungover; now that's a trick (on me, that is). Thanks again for letting us crash.
Bullshitted by Adam on December 4, 2004 06:58 AM