It's a pity I still can't appreciate the effects of alcohol. The sheer thought of loosing self-restraint and becoming a total fool in front of everyone still haunts me every-time a toast is made or a vodka-red-bull is shoved in my direction. Perhaps it is the possibility of offending someone with the gibberish that comes spewing out whilst under intoxication, but more I think, in what hurt the truth may bring should it be left unchecked and unrestraint... Whatever it may be, I enjoyed last night very much... :)
“Alcohol is the anesthesia by which we endure the operation of life.”
- George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)
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