>It´s the pinnacle of camaraderie, and best if you´re so drunk that neither >of you remembers a thing. > >KL Heck, Kristinn, who needs booze to worry about remembering what went down. Let's see now, what were you talking about anyway? Oh yeah. As I recall, from days best not dwelled on for too long; by getting that drunk, that is, *so drunk*, the booze and whatnot other sundries, is the only excuse that gets you to that place where whatever you go and do, it's best maybe *not* to remember :) While I am in no position to attempt discouraging one from sowing such seeds, having been there / and done that myself, I know I'll never go that way again, for those truly were days of rambunctiousness, and my constitution can no longer sustain such activity. So cheers, my friend, and enjoy your imbibing journeys with all your current and future buds while they last, and as I know you will. Maybe you've heard of the "MAGIC THEATER ENTRANCE NOT FOR EVERYBODY FOR MADMEN ONLY!" Keith McGavern aka Harry Heller aka Steppenwolf http://www.levity.com/corduroy/hesse.htm http://www.cs.cmu.edu/~ehn/release/steppenwolf.html http://www.a-ten.com/art/hesse.htm
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