Yeah, my lower required drinking a full gallon of that panther sweat, not a couple condensed shooters and lots of fresh liquid. And you are correct in that it seems like you’re only out in an eyeblink and suddenly you’re in Recovery. I was home an hour later last Friday, munching on a bacon cheeseburger and a cup of chili. *chuckle* And ‘no driving, no alcohol for 24 hours’. Uh-huh. I was at the corner convenience store at 5, getting a 12-pack of Icehouse. LOL
I let my wife drive me home, and I stayed their with my Chic-Fil-A sandwich. But, that evening, I consumed a considerable amount of Kentucky's FINEST Bourbon! :-)
With no ill effect. Well, no more than usual. ;-)