Hangover cures

[past7]

*LOL* Kill 2 birds with one stone. Confess your sins and cure that hangover. Organized religion, ya gotta love it

[Kerala]

I know this sounds sick...but pickle juice does the charm...don't ask me how, but I had tried everything else and it did the trick *still shaking head*

[Syrrah]

<Font color=Yellow>* 1-Star Hangover


<Font color=White>No pain. No real feeling of illness. Your sleep last night was a mere disco nap which is giving you a whole lot of misplaced energy. Be glad that you are able to function relatively well. However, you are still parched after drinking 10 sodas. You are craving a steak bomb and a side of gravy fries.


<Font color=Magenta>** 2-Star Hangover


<Font color=White>No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay but you have the mental capacity of a staple gun. The coffee you chug is only irritating your rumbling gut, which is craving a rootie tootie fresh and fruity pancake breakfast from IHOP. Last night has wreaked havoc on your bowels.


<font color=#33ffff>*** 3 Star Hangover


<font color=White>Slight headache. Stomach feels crappy. You are definitely not productive. Anytime a girl walks by you gag because her perfume reminds you of the random gin shots you did with your alcoholic friends after the bouncer 86'd you at 1:45AM. Life would be better right now if you were in bed with a dozen donuts & a meatball sub watching the E! fashion awards. You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 3 Snapples & a liter of diet Coke -- yet you have not peed once.


<font color=FF99FF>**** 4 Star Hangover


<font color=White>Life sucks. Your head is throbbing and you can't speak too quickly or you might puke. Your boss has already lambasted you for being late and has given you a lecture for reeking of booze. You wore nice clothes, but that can't hide the fact that you missed an oh-so crucial spot shaving, (girls, it looks like you put your make-up on while riding the bumper cars). Your eyes look like one big vein and your hair style makes you look like a reject from the class picture of Revere High '76.


<font color=6699FF>***** 5 Star Hangover


<Font color=White>You have a second heartbeat in your head that is actually annoying the employee who sits in the next cube. Vodka vapor is seeping out of every pore and making you dizzy. You still have tooth paste crust in the corners of your mouth. Your body has lost the ability to generate saliva, so your tongue is suffocating you. Death seems pretty good right now. You definitely don't remember who you were with, where you were, what you drank, and why there is a stranger still sleeping in your bed at your house.


<font color=990033>****** 6 Star Hangover


<Font color=White>You wake up on your bathroom floor. For about 2 seconds you look at the ceiling, wondering if the cool refreshing feeling on your cheek is the bathroom tile or your puke from 5 hours ago. It is amazing how your roommate was as drunk as you, but somehow manages to get up before you the next morning. You try to lift your head. Not an option. It is when you turn your head too quickly only to smell the funk of 13 packs of cigarettes in your hair, and suddenly you realize that you were smoking......not ultra lights, but Marlboro Reds that some jackass gave you, and you smoked them like it was your second full time job. You look in the mirror only to see remnants of the stamp "Ready to Rock" faintly atop your forehead....that explains the stamps on the back of your hand that has magically appeared on your forehead by alcoholic osmosis. You have to be in work in t-minus 14 minutes and 32 seconds and the only thing you can think of to wear is your "Hello Kitty" pajamas and your slippers.


<Font color=Green> There you go Rant..... Now you can rate your hangovers with your black book ~Mischevious Grin~


[This message has been edited by Syrrah (edited April 04, 2001).]

[Kerala]

What if you just vomit?

[This message has been edited by Kerala (edited April 04, 2001).]

[Syrrah]

Ummmmm I Suggest Mouth Wash *S*

[heidi!]

Thinks thats one hell of a big book

[R@nt In~E~Minor]

You know me so well it's disturbingly scary Syrrah....

[Syrrah]

~laughs~ Well dayum Rant having tea with your mum every Thursday, your names bound to come up occasionally....

Ohhh FYI Your mum wants you to call her.... she wants you and T to come for brunch Sunday....
and Bring Voxxy and angertits...
She's making Bubble'n'Squeek
Later.....

[Kerala]

Good idea Syrrah*S*

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the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who
never yawn or say a commonplace thing

[~T@Z~]

hangover cure is don't drink till ya puke *L*