Eventually, my wife actually asked me to marry her---she beat me to it. My response was the most romantic three words ever spoken:

"Are you sober?"

Married 25 years this past July 2nd---my wife is a saint!

Tim C.

 

Oh man, been there, done that, ain't never going back!!

D...oh D...did you see this??

Sorry, inside joke...carry on...

 

I get the worst hangovers out of anybody I know. For instance, tonight I've had 3 beers, I do not feel the effects at all, yet I will wake up with a 2-star. God help me tomorrow night when the Captain pays a visit...

 

 

Me too!

Next day you say,

"Somthing was wrong with that whiskey!" *BLUHH*

 

So what rating does a night that ends passing out in the front lawn, in an ant bed and not feeling and damn thing? Then sick in bed for 2 whole days heaving every 20 mins with nothing left and then a having a forced set of 6 pack abs sore on every breath for the next week and a half.

 

Yeah mine got so bad I had to give it up.

But there were some good times in my youth. Nothinig has ever been quite so sweet. Sometimes I can still hear the laughter echoing through the years.

 

Well I'm not giving up just yet. It kinda sucks because I have all these friends who will go out and party and then go to work at 8 the next morning. If I drink any more than 6 beers, which I generally do, I don't wake up until at least 4 the next afternoon. It pretty much limits my drinking to Friday and Saturday nights, which I guess isn't really a bad thing.

 

I've been a 6er before... it ain't cool.

Now I'm like a 3er or a 4er... I just watch how much I drink...