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Remind Me Why...

Can somebody please remind me why I drink myself to death and live to tell about it? Maybe because someone's going to have to do it. See, when you're the youngest among the drinking group (according to UPLB COSS tradition) you get to pour the drinks for everyone. With that tradition, I became the "IT" person who pours the drinks for everyone yesterday. That was until things turned out for the worse.

See, what was neglected to be mentioned (or the fact of the position) is that when you pour too much, you drink it. Or, when you open a bottle of any liquor, the devil's part is yours. Read again: The Devil's Part is YOURS. That effectively makes you the devil, or more prone to being "bedevilled" in the near future. And believe me, that happens pretty quickly to me.

So there I was among my brods and sisses, and I pour the drinks for everybody. I try my best to put in as little as possible so that everyone gets to drink from the whole bottle. We went through Vodka and then later a local brand of rhum. I quickly forgot about what had happened to me the last time I drank myself close to death, and drank like there was no tomorrow. There were a few hairy incidents and a very tension full situation but somehow I got through it unscathed. Thanks to clear thinking on my part, and my very not-war-freakish personality, I got through it.

I came to thinking -- how the hell can I keep this up when I should be constraining myself from drinking too much, and smoking for my own welfare and my quest for my ever so sexy self? I must have slipped, or maybe because I was thinking that it didn't happen often. But wait, I just did that (drink myself close to death) during my birthday celebration at home. I didn't think though that it would happen to me again, but obviously I thought wrong.

Now, can somebody please remind me why we even drink ourselves close to death?

Chill...

Comments

  1. Because hangovers are an acquired taste. Everyone is training hard to enjoy them.

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  2. nakow!! inuman ba? paano na yung oh-so-sexy-self mo kung meron ka liver cirrosis? di nawawala sa exercise yun. hehe, forever na malaki tyan mo. hehehehe

    eniwei, enjoy mo yan habanag bata pa. ciao!

    Germs

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