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The worst hangover I have ever had was just before I turned 40. Every year some friends and I go to this seafood and wine festival. We make a full weekend of it. Normally we arrive Thursday afternoon, get settled, go to dinner and hang out that night then hit the festival the next day, and spend the next two days eating, drinking and having fun.
I made the mistake of drinking on Thursday night. I got hammered drunk then the next morning I felt great. We got to the festival and the minute I walked into the tent the hot air and the smell of the food hit me and I got instantly sick. I was miserable for the rest of the day and most of the next day.
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