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Message: [QUOTE="CL82, post: 2958967, member: 44"] One time I was travelling with a friend in Scotland and we were the guest of a German who was living there at the time. (This will get to vodka, stay with me.) That evening a few of us went to the pub. It had been a long hot day and when he brought back the first round, I took a long drink. As I was drinking I see our host seated across from me is matching me as I drink. We both drained our ales and he, still looking at me, hands his wife his keys and then gets up and gets two more pints. I sensed an unhealthy competition had begun. (To be fair, it takes two to compete, but I wasn't driving.) It was a long evening with good company and good conversation. He probably ended up with a pint on me, but I feel like I represented the States well. We get back the house where I figure we talk a bit then I'd sleep it off. When we sat down he excused himself went into the kitchen and comes back with a bottle of vodka (told you I'd get there) in a block of ice on a tray with shot glasses. The shots were icy cold and delicious. The details on the rest of the night get blurry. I remember my buddy babbling incoherently. I remember I had a little room spin going when I finally went to bed. Our host went to work the next day with no apparent ill effects. I remembered to drink a couple of glasses of water before I went bed so I was okay. My buddy was hurting for a week. Good times. [/QUOTE]