At last winter has arrived, just in time for Christmas. We had quite the cold snap here. The temperature plummeted from 65 to 35 like it saw a state trooper. But the Big Holiday is over; I just hope none of you left those ‘prescription’ brownies out for Santa.
The next big event will be
New Year’s Eve which is often observed by overserving, which leads me to my
theme for this week: hangovers.
Whenever I wake with a
terrible hangover, I invoke the inspirational last words of the philosopher
Socrates who died saying:
"What the hell did I
drink?"
A hangover is just your
body’s way of reminding you that you are an idiot. They are nature’s way of grounding you as an
adult. And a way of asking you ‘just
how old do you think you are?”
What's the best thing for
a hangover?
Drinking heavily the night
before.
You know you drank too
much the night before when you wake up and you are not sure if you are
hungover, dead, or just hungry. So
hungover that you try to use the garage door opener to change the red light to
green. When you sit on your sofa and try
to put the seatbelt on.
I had such a massive
hangover this morning, I just stood in the shower for fifteen minutes...
Then I summoned the
strength to turn it on.
Growing up as a kid you
never truly understood why vampires hate the light until the morning you fling
back the blinds when you’re hungover.
A guy wakes up on New
Year's with a hangover and partial blackout.
He says to his wife,
"Jesus, I can't even remember where we were last night. I keep thinking
that there was a golden toilet bowl."
His wife says, "We were at the Johnson's. And Bill's pretty upset that you
peed in his tuba."
Jane awoke from her
Saturday out with the girls binge-o-thon surprised that she had no hangover at
all. Then she realized it was Monday
morning.
What do you call a
hangover when you're alone in Spain?
Barf-a-lona
The only downside to Cinco
de Mayo...
...is Seis de Hangover
Hangovers lead me to
jokes about imbibing.
“Why did I do that?” A
novel by me with special guest appearances by several alcoholic beverages.
I’m on the tequila
diet. So far I’ve lost three days.
People say I’m a bad
influence. But when they are around me
they always seem to have a great time.
Forecast for tonight:
Alcohol, lowered standards, and poor decisions.
What doesn’t kill us makes
our drinks stronger.
When life gives you
lemons, just add vodka.
Have you ever been so drunk
you got hit by a parked car?
Part of me says, ‘you can’t
keep drinking like this.’ The other part
say, ‘Don’t listen to him, he’s drunk.’
One of the advantages of
being old is that we did stupid stuff before video cameras and the internet so
there is no proof.
Whisky: The night time
sniffling, sneezing how the hell did I wake up on the floor medicine.
You are going to drive me
to drink. Fortunately I am close enough to walk.
It’s funny the things you
do when you are drunk that seem totally reasonable and okay. Then you wake up and want to go into hiding.
The first mate on a ship
rarely drank, but the crew threw him a party on his birthday and went out of
their way to get him drunk. The next morning he woke up with a hangover, and
went to the bridge. He opened the ship's log and found that the captain had
written, "The first mate got drunk last night". He complained to the
captain saying that it was very rare. The captain defended his entry saying
that it was the truth, wasn't it? The next day the captain opened the ship's
log, and the first mate had written, "The captain was sober last
night."
Alan: I can't afford to
lose somebody close to me again, it hurts too much. I was so upset when my
grandpa died.
Phil: How'd he die?
Alan: Vietnam
Phil: Died in battle?
Alan: No, he was skiing in Vermont, it was just during the Vietnam War.
And a hangover finale
Bill wakes up with a huge
hangover.
He forces himself to open
his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of
water on the side table.
He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed.
Bill looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotless, and
clean.
So's the rest of the house.
He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table "Honey, breakfast is
on the stove, I left early to go shopping. Love you."
So he goes to the kitchen and sure enough, there is a hot breakfast and the
morning newspaper.
His son is also at the table, eating.
Bill asks, "Son, what happened last night?"
His son says, "Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and delirious.
Broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave yourself a black eye when
you stumbled into the door."
Confused, Bill asks, "So, why is everything in order and so clean, and
breakfast is on the table waiting for me?"
His son replies, "Oh that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she
tried to take your pants off you said, "Lady leave me alone, I'm
married!"