LizzieMaine
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I can understand the pleasure inherent in casual social drinking, the conviviality and all that. But where is the pleasure in getting blind stinking drunk, stumbling around like an idiot, and finally passing out in your own puke? Seriously, why is this considered *fun*?
I've never been drunk, but I know what I feel like when I have a migraine -- curled up on the bathroom floor at three in the morning, gasping for breath and wishing I could die. Why would anyone deliberately *induce* that sensation?
I've never been drunk, but I know what I feel like when I have a migraine -- curled up on the bathroom floor at three in the morning, gasping for breath and wishing I could die. Why would anyone deliberately *induce* that sensation?