1 STAR HANGOVER
No pain. No real feeling of illness. Your sleep last night was a mere
disco nap, which is giving you a whole lot of misplaced energy. Be glad
that you are able to function relatively well. However, you are still
parched. You can drink 10 sodas and still feel this way. Even vegetarians are craving
a steakbomb and a side of gravy fries from any truck stop USA.
2 STAR HANGOVER
No pain. Something is definitely amiss. You may look okay but you have the attention span and mental capacity of a staple gun. The coffee you
chug to try and remain focused is only exacerbating your rumbling gut, which
is craving a rootie tootie fresh and fruity pancake breakfast from
IHOP. Last night has wreaked havoc on your bowels and even though you have a
nice demeanor about the office, you are costing your employer valuable
money because all you really can handle is surfing Internet porn and
writing junk e-mails.
3 STAR HANGOVER
Slight headache. Stomach feels crappy. You are definitely a space shot and so not productive. Anytime a girl walks by you gag because her perfume
reminds you of the random gin shots you did with your alcoholic friends
after the bouncer 86'd you at 1:45 a.m. Life would be better right now
if you were in your bed with a dozen donuts and a meatball sub watching
the E! fashion awards. You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 3
Snapples and a liter of diet coke- yet you haven't peed once.
4 STAR HANGOVER
Life sucks. Your head is throbbing and you can't speak too quickly or
else you might puke. Your boss has already lambasted you for being late
and has given you a lecture for reeking of booze. You wore nice clothes but
that can't hide the fact that you missed an oh-so crucial spot shaving,
(girls, it looks like you put your make-up on while riding the bumper
cars), your teeth have sweaters, your eyes look like one big vein and
your hair style makes you look like a reject from the class picture of Revere High,'76.
You would shoot your mother for one or all of the following-
1. the clock to strike 6pm.
2. the entire appetizer list from TGIFridays or
3. A time machines so you could go back and NOT have gone out the night before.
5 STAR HANGOVER
AKA: Dante's 4th Circle of Hell. You have a second heartbeat in your head
which is actually annoying the employee who sits in the next cube. Vodka
vapor is seeping out of every pore and making you dizzy. You still have toothpaste crust in the
corners of your mouth from brushing your teeth. Your body has lost the ability to generate saliva so
your tongue is suffocating you. You'd cry but that would take the last of the moisture
left in your body. Death seems pretty good right now. Your boss doesn't
even get mad at you and your co-workers think that your dog just died
because you look so pathetic. You should have called in sick because
let's face it, all you can manage to do is bitch about your state- which
is a mystery to you because you definitely don't remember who you were with, where you were, what
you drank and why there is a stranger still sleeping in your bed,
unaccompanied, at your house. All you can do is pass out. It's when you
wake up a few hours later with a lesser star hangover that you eat a
large pizza, an order of Kung Pao Chicken, a ham and cheese omelet and a
batch of rice krispie treats. |