For no apparent reason, Heather Lennox shouted to me:

 HL>>> Beer will give you that woozy feeling also.
 PO>> While true, I prefer not to have the bleared eyes and the
 PO>> taste in my mouth as though a dozen unclean vultures roosted
 PO>> there overnight.
 HL> Instead you have hair that goes frizzy, bloodshot eyes and a tongue
 HL> that's got a green fur coat.

And two pairs of pants.

Phil Osophy

... Blessed are the Voles for they shall inherit the Quadrant.

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