I'm beginning to think that we can be such maniac excessive alcoholics.
To have 6 gals ordering 2 jugs of screwdriver, 4 fruit shooters (whatever it was called!), and the ultimate, 2 bottles of Martell was no mean feat I tell you.
And have them polish off everything, leaving half a bottle of Martell, and having to crawl back to work the next day was no mean feat either.
I think I'm so going to die at work tomorrow.
I think I will wake up freaking dehydrated and itchy cos' I'm beginning to suspect excessive alcohol triggers my Ezcema, even though my doctor doesn't think so.
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Madness drinking!