Wine hangover makes for dreams of desperately needing to pee on the way out of Texas (father in tow, I might add), stopping at a total stranger's house to use their lavatory, and, as a result, being climbed like a tree and licked directly in the eyeball by one of their kittens.
Hmmm...
*reads back over above sentence*Yup. That's it. No more wine
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