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Friday, January 09, 2009Expanding One's Post Drinking Volcabulary
In a recent post on Proof, Iain Gately describes his hang over cure (which I won't ever try) and the struggle to explain in Spanish that he was not a sloppy drunk the night before...
When I fell into bed with my partner I was happy: inebriated yes, wasted, no. Squiffy rather than sloshed, trashed or flayed. According to the post, Benjamin Franklin published common phrases for describing a drunk in 1736. I am going to try and use "He's Eat a Toad & half for Breakfast" as soon as possible. | ![]() Twitter Updates |
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