Depends on what you drink and how fast you drink it. Of course, being drunk you don’t care. Puking actually feels good. Then you drink some more.
<takes notes furiously at the responses>
So what I’ve garnered from this thread is that the best course is to let my friends get drunk and videotape them for blackmail purposes. Gotcha. Though, as the sole sober person, I may be required to hold my friend’s hair while she pukes.
Yes, you’ve basically got it. Of course there’s an added benefit: the drunker I get, the cuter you look. 
I never feel bad the next morning, because I haven’t stopped drinking by then.
Breakfast of champions, you know.
Ah, well, I’m too old for that shit.
I am drunk as well. Excellent!
I am also attempting to write a presentation on the history of homosexuality in Russia. And I have a martial arts level test tomorrow. This is going to be entertaining.
As flattering as that is, I’ve notice that drunk people are not all that attractive. By the by, there’s a chain of liquor stores in my area that uses a form of that slogan. “The more she drinks, the better you look.”
It will probably be even more entertaining to read the finished report.
You’re not kidding. The same can be said for drug users too. I’ll admit to having been very drunk on a few occassions and used drugs too, from time to time, but in the end I have to admit that, franky, it ain’t cool. Moderatiuon is fine, but as with almost everything, moderation soon gives way to blatant excess and extreme overindulgence. And that’s where the problems begin.
I believe I’ll have a nightcap in your honor, aha.
I’ll post nothing of interest after this tonight, so if I do post agian, don’t bother reading it.
[sub]Good to see ya back, pal![/sub]
Even drunk lesbians won’t save this party, I’m outta here. 
There’s such a thing as a party that can’t be saved by drunk lesbians? I vote we try anyway! As long as they’re not the bad-haircut & ugly-sandal-wearing kind. That’s just nasty.
I am too, but I don’t let that stop me.
burp
I take exception to this remark. I’m wearing sandals right now. Okay, actually, that’s a tangled web of lies. But I was wearing sandles earlier. Birkenstocks, no less. I’m a traditionalist.
And my hair, to its credit, resembles a chia pet gone evil more than anything else. So it’s not a bad haircut at all.
I’d like to take this opportunity to flirt with every woman of the SDMB, particularly those of you who are sappically inclined.
Also, whiskey is good. Edit: Whiskey is EXCELLENT.
it is entirely possible that I am still drunk.
Hey, aha, what happened to your cheap Spumanti preference? 
Glad to see you’re doing better, mate. Don’t let the bastards get you down, you deserved that drink. Or those drinks. Or that truck of drinks.
Gooood mooooorning, aha!
waves engagement ring in face
So, when are we getting hitched, big boy!?
What I wanna know, is did you trash the place? Drunk rock stars always trash the place. Please tell me you trashed the place!
I was going to ask why nobody jumped in to grab Lola on the rebound, but I see she’s handling things nicely on her own. So, have you picked a date yet? Are you registered anywhere? Saks? Dayton’s? Fleet Farm?
He might have a lot of explaining to do to his wife if he did trash it! :eek: (Or get hitched to Lola, for that matter. ) Morning, aha, I hope the world isn’t too bright and painful today.
:smack: ohhhhh shit. I will survive I will survive. No I didn’t trash anything but my head. ( Hey what the hell is this tatoo doing here?)
Oh my sweet Lola did I propose? I think I meant well but I was not thinking very clear last night. After checking the laws in this state I see that I alas cannot have two wives at the same time which really sucks as bad as this hangover does.
Lola when I am back on my feet would you consider a brief affair?
Geezz I didn’t propose to that dutch bastard Coldie did I?
What the hell is this on my head…a lampshade? good lord…
Well, KCSuze, have your questions been answered??
And aha, was it worth it?