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Originally Posted by DM
I'm on the heating pad right now and my tushy is toasty.
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me, I'm parked on a nuked wet dishrag at the moment. (Mi cola es enfermo y cansado, mi cadera lastima también.)
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...due to overexertion of an indelicate nature, last evening....
hope the warm wet towel doesn't make me piddle.
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So, I could turn into a lush to dull the pain. 
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I've seriously contemplated that option, but the expense is beyond my budget, for proper spiritus sancti which causeth no acts of contrition the following morning.
example, a 1 litre bottle of Grey Goose goes for $99 bucks here, Sauza is $62, and Absolut runs $79...
thus, I can't *afford* to be a lush due to my expensive tastes... and I deeply disdain and dislike the cheap and widely available
Night Train or
Mad Dog 20-20 **
plus, I don't *need* the extra agony of a hangover added to the equation.
* my tailend is sick and tired, my hip hurts too!
** aka: "Bum Wine" suitable only for intoxication
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Low-end_fortified_wine