Just under a year and a half ago, I went to a BBQ and had the misfortune of encountering a friend's sangria that apparently consisted of 1 part of either rum, tequila, gin, or vodka for each part red wine. Later that night, I ended up showing up to a friend's birthday party so hammered that I got the entire group kicked out of an area that had been booked for the occasion.
And so, you'd think I would have been more careful when I started drinking the same sangria on Saturday afternoon, instead of ending up having no idea how or when I got home, wondering why the Spice Girls were the last song played on my iPod.
You would be wrong.
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