I’d be drunk and passed out by Ten A.M, sleep it off, get drunk again and pass out, sleep it off and THEN go out and party!
I’m not even joking.
It took rigorous training to get in shape for that shit.
It’s funny I don’t miss that nearly as much as I used to.
Thank God.
Why?
Makes no sense to me! But then, I don’t drink and see no point in drinking…
How many times did your check liver light come on?