Chris Mohney

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Ah! How I’d love the panacea of a drink now. A double ice cold vodka martini, the glass fogged with condensation, straight up and then straight down and the warm flood the pain-killer hitting the stomach and then the brain and an hour of sweetly melancholy euphoria. I shall have a Tab instead. Disgusting.
Richard Burton, August 1980 diary entry

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It can be stressful dealing with a houseful of rambunctious kids till you remember coping mechanisms for dealing with a bunch of drunk friends and then it becomes sort of a party