I awoke this morning at 8AM with a hang over and a bad case of leathermouth. Stumbling from bed in a haze with my eyes gummed shut I proceeded to scare the everliving shit out of my girlfriend. She was groggily crawling around on the floor naked looking for her bra at the time and was not expecting me to have awakened at such an ungodly hour. I then proceeded gracefully to the kitchen where stepped on my cat causing a screeching sound which very nearly caused my feeble heart to seize. A gallon and a half of tap water later I was back in bed and working on a second case of leathermouth.
I guess the moral of my story is this: never drink so much that you end up driving to Vegas and sleeping with a Cuban hooker after snorting tar heroin and doing knife hits off the space heater with her boyfriend Carlos until five O'clock in the morning.

Oh, and if you do, make sure to drink a lot of water and take a vitamin supplement before hand or you are going to feel like you have been hit by a car in the morning.
Not that I would know.