Foggy Recollection

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It is on days like today that I wonder why a breathalyzer for bottles and cans of alcoholic beverages has not been invented yet. I suppose that such an object would remove all the fun of getting bombed out of your gourd. I need one of those things to be smarter than I am when drinking. I woke up with my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth, a bump on my head and a foggy recollection of the night before. Yes, we had an office party last night and I ignored my better judgement. Good party, what I can remember of it. Bad Hangover.

Reminder: Pinhole Day, 24 April 2005.