September 2012: Dang, That Third Drink!
He thought he had the math right. Boy, was he wrong
Illustration by Brent S.
Glass in hand I would tell my drinking companions: “You know, it seems I have something to say about that first drink. I have a little something to say about that second drink. But I don’t have a damn thing to say about that third drink.”
It was that third drink that got me drunk, I insisted. I would feel just fine during and after the first two libations, in full control of my mental faculties and decision-making abilities. However, as that third drink went down my gullet, some chemical infusion began a transformation of my thinking processes. For one thing, the third drink... Login to read more
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