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A month or so ago I knocked back the last 4 beers in the fridge. Beer store was too far to walk...and I wasn't about to drive. So I snuck into the wife's liquor cabinet and found an unopened bottle of stuff that resembled (and tasted like) Grand Marnier. I'm not much of a liqueur drinker, but was pleasantly surprised it went down rather nicely.
Forgot to pace myself. Somehow forgot I'm on the verge of 50 this summer, lol.
Before I realized it, I'd gone through the bottle.
Not my brightest moment. Although I can normally still plow through 14-16 beers in a night and still function with minimal hang time the next day - not so much with liqueur.
I *did* somehow manage enough presence of mind to toss back a few Aleve and a bigass cup of ice water before crashing for the night - but the AM was still rather brutal. And the PM. Despite it all - still kept my streak alive of not missing a day's work due to imbibing. Small measure of consolation.
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