It's going to come. It's not here yet, but I can feel it creeping up on me. Like the head lights of on comming traffic on a windy mountain road--the hang over that will finally bloody kill me!
You can try fight it with Advil, or.. heroin. But try as you must, it's inevitable.
So let me just say this, if you haven't seen Naked in New York then
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