The Hangover Thread

Oh, my. Had a party with my godmother yesterday (who's younger than me, btw) and it got messy with a lot of Glenfiddich and a lot of wine... I'm not hung over yet, 'cause there still must be some residual alcohol in my veins, bot today's going to be nasty.
 
And it was. I'm still barely functional now. :confused: Wonder how did those great alcoholics in history manage to keep it going.
 
Oh, my. Had a party with my godmother yesterday (who's younger than me, btw) and it got messy with a lot of Glenfiddich and a lot of wine... I'm not hung over yet, 'cause there still must be some residual alcohol in my veins, bot today's going to be nasty.
Now I'm visualising a fairy godmother. Did she give you glass slippers and turn your pumpkin into a carriage?
 
Now I'm visualising a fairy godmother. Did she give you glass slippers and turn your pumpkin into a carriage?

Not really. Not even metaphorically. She's a bit tomboyish, as a matter of fact, so even in all fairiness she would have probably only magically improve my gaming high scores or whatever...
 
Hello hangover thread my old friend
I've come to post in here again
Because a headache softly creeping
Grew from seeds when I was sleeping
And the booze that was planted in my veins
Still remains
Within the sound of...hangover.

In drunken dreams I stumbled home
Narrow streets, snow on stone
Neath the halo of snowplow lamps
I turned my collar to the frozen damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of amber lights
That split the night
And touched the sound of hangover

And in the vile light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking while drinking
People hearing while sobering
People singing songs that voices shouldn't share
Why do they dare
Disturb the sound of hangover

"Fools" said I
"You do not know, drunken singing surely grows
Hear my words so that I might teach you
Shut the fuck up before I smack you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the wells of hangover

And the people bowed and prayed
To the porcelain god they claimed
And signs were flashing in warning
In the words that it was forming
And the words said
"The words of prophet barf barf barf barf
And bathroom stalls
And whispered in the sounds........of hangover
 
I think this was either Saap or NP this morning...

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I didn't puke at all, luckily.

I had a horrible headache the whole day though, felt like someone was sitting on my face and not in a good way.
 
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