Norv said:
As long as you can handle the raging thirst, beer hangovers never seem that bad and that's all I really drink (apart from the odd shot every now and then!)
I've been told a red wine hangover is like the end of the world?
Hmm, I think you will find that no amount of red wine can touch the hangover that my best mate and I gave ourselves on our most famous bender.
It all started at 1100hrs one friday morning in the student bar. With 7 pints of snakebite each - mobile phone cam pics to proove it. After that I have a vuage memory of going into town to ramp things up a bit. There are more pictures that I don't remember, involving snakebite, lager, cider, JD and coke, straint JD, shots of varying colour, jeager-bulls in pint glasses
a railway station, a club somewhere in London (we know it was london because somehow I still had my ticket the next day) and then the pics stop. I have a hazy memory of puking in Guildford station after catching an early (the next morning) train home. I have been told by our neighbour that he came home to see a pair of legs poking out of the front door of our house, and on investigating found me and my friend lying in pools of vomit on our lounge floor.
Nice.
Bank statement came thorugh - we had withdrawn £380 each that night. I had a fiver and some shrapnel and my friend had about the same amount in shrapnel.
I was hungover for over a week. It took 2 days for either of us to be well enough to clean up the vom.
Now I rarely exceed 2 pints, once in a blue moon.
It all started when we found a £20note on our walk into uni.