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Originally Posted by Thunder
ok, mike . .this one might be for you, but anyone can step up
I can drink my share of beer . . for hours, and get up and walk away . . 10-12-15, I mean a lot . . tonight I had four margarita and feel like hell . . I'm not really drunk, stomach just feels bad . . . anyone able to throw down 10 of something, but a couple of something else does them in?
edit: actually I had three and gave the fourth one away after a sip or two . . might have been the burrito, though
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I'm not a big guy, but I can pack away beer with the best of 'em. Margaritas, while probably my favorite mixed drink, are something I definitely approach differently. We had a party here last summer and I made margaritas not using mix, but with Grand Marnier and lime juice. Wooooweee! They were great but my head was swimming after a couple of 'em. Needless to say, we hid car keys on a couple of people that day.
Wine, as much as I like it, will also do this to me. If I go past a couple of glasses, I definitely feel it.
I used to run the art department at an ad agency. The directors would go off on an annual retreat each year and it would be one of the rare times where we'd see each other and actually get to unwind. It's where I first met the big guy who ran the NY office. Rick could put away massive quantities of alcohol. First time I ever met him it was just him and me in the hotel bar. The bar had this "specialty" drink (code word for BE AFRAID) that they served. Kind of a long island ice tea - heintz 57 variety kindda thing. Went down like koolaid. With hollow leg Rick across the table - an engaging sort who immediately became a great friend - I drank god only knows how many of those things. I don't remember exactly when I left normal for the land of la-la, but the next morning was a green gilled lesson on never again trusting the specialty drink of the house. And never, ever, match my buddy Rick drink for drink.