I'm going to graduate nursing school in about five months. Any doctors or other nurses here?

Play guitar. It's a simple instrument, portable, doesn't require electricity, and everybody (who counts) likes it.

Have you tried parsley oil? There's some kind of parsley oil gelcap that's available at your local gas station. If you smell like scotch, they may help. If you smell like alcohol, it's coming from your lungs. Your blood/air exchange in the lungs is unstoppable, there's nothing you can do about it. F...

As a Jewish American Princess, I object to the name of this drink as being racist. I am alerting the ACLU immediately.

Cease and desist.

I am seeing colors, my hearing is definitely distorted, and my sense of time is a little off. I seem to be a little dizzy. Etc. Should I continue drinking alcoholic beverages even though I need to report to work at the hospital in a whole eight hours?

What do you think?

Guess that was kind of a bummer.

Sorry bout that

I might sneak in a flask.

I was in my desk on the 61st floor of building 2 when we got time for a smoke break. I went downstairs, and was looking for a light for my Kamel Red when the first plane hit. I ran back inside WTC2 to dodge the debris. Then a pack of screaming people losing shoes and running as fast as they could ca...

Having just read my question, I think I'll call it the Homotron.

What do you call a brutal hammer made with vanilla vodka and champagne?

The slap on the face would pretty much seal the deal for me. If she didn't file, I would. There's no reason to spit on you and slap you in the face. If she wants out, she can get out. Man up and do something. Not to mention that you asked her permission to go to your friend's house and watch televis...

No mercy. Do not drink and drive. Call a fucking cab or walk home!

Somehow I still haven't managed to piss myself. I did confuse a roommate's sock drawer with a urinal one time. I had so much beer in me that he said his socks smelled like beer... I didn't correct him.

I had a liter of EB last night for my birfday, and it was a good choice. On the rocks with a little lemonade... delicious.

Got a little fucked up with babycakes, hit the sack, and still home at noon the next day.

A straw for the bucket of EW.