Hangover? Stagger from the bedroom, stub my toe on the dining room chair, back to the bathroom and
choke the chicken.Hobble through the living room once more avoiding that frickin chair, and open the fridge.
Looking way back into the depths of the chiller.Ahh! There they are. The two beers I stashed at 3AM.
How many have done that one?
Grab a cold can of beer and "Snap" Ahhhh!
Give me fifteen minutes to run through my PM's and finish off the second cold one and I'm now in the safe zone.
You know Charles wouldn't last anymore than about 5 seconds if he stepped in my bedroom and attempted to wake
me like that.