Monty by Jim Meddick for December 01, 2012

Ah ha! His stupidity has caught up with him.

I might have some turkey tonight.

My faith is restored.

And hi Otto.At least when YOU say that I don’t assume it’s from last Thursday.

If Moonie’s been purging for almost eleven hours, he’s dehydrated and needs fluids. So, yeah, a little beer (especially if it’s watery American dreck).

12 pack later, back in the closet….

While I was an intern I had a patient dying from cancer and suffering from severe nausea. Only beer appealed to him, but the hospital would not allow it. I went to bat for him (although I was a strict teetotaler at the time) and the hospital let his wife bring in a six pack a day, and he kept it down and enjoyed it. One of the best things I ever did in medicine!

So glad we are not seeing EB lamenting the fate of his beloved vacuum.

Once when I was an undergrad I had way too much to drink one night (which for me is not that much, volume-wise), and I spent the next day feeling soooo bad; I told people if they give me a bullet, I’ll find a way to put myself out of my misery. My best friend who had been with me the night before showed up late that afternoon, when I was finally feeling better, and said, “Hey, there’s a party at an apartment complex nearby. Let’s go.” I replied, “ARE YOU NUTS!? I spent the day feeling rotten from last night, and you think I want to be around alcohol AGAIN??” But, he persisted (“You don’t have to drink anything, you know…”), and I finally agreed. I was definitely the arms-crossed party-pooper at the gathering, though.

puke and then drink no problem at least you have an empty stomach