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The Viking
Considering I weigh just over eight stone, I think I did rather well! Plus I metabolise the crap out of everything I digest, really quickly. So, liquor goes through me like a knife through butter.
It's not my fault there was a lack of wimens. The host invited a shedload, but the roads were terrible, and so many couldn't come. As I've mentioned, the only one there who I'd think about "going down on", was already pissed by the time I got there. And then up-chucked on herself forty-five minutes later.
I slept for four hours. And woke up thinking that death might be more pleasant.
There is no point to explain what snow does and what a shxtload of problems it's create. When you are drinking, Hawky. Do you mix or staying with one sort of booze?