Hangover

Guh.

I don't exactly remember last night.

I remember yesterday evening very, very clearly. We were getting ready for Pathfinder's bachelor party.

All the boys were there. Shaman, a few Orcs, some Quadavs.

We even invited a couple of Yagudo.

And you don't want to see those guys drunk. They just keep crossing the road and laughing hysterically.

I also remember there was a great deal of alcohol involved. I'm not exactly sure how much, but it did take two airships to deliver it all.

So, we started drinking early. Very early.

I'm not going to say how much I drank, but those Quadavs started to look real good. They may or may not have been girls.

That's when my memory starts to go in and out.

At one point, I woke up in bed with two naked Mithras and a Taru chick in nothing but a Red Mage AF hat.

Now, the Mithras were nice, but that Taru, she was freaking amazing. She did this one thing... I won't explain it, but let's just say there was spinning involved.

Have you ever seen that trick where a bastketball player will spin a ball on his finger?

Think about that.

Yeah.

When I woke up this morning, I had a killer hangover.

Literally.

It hurt so bad, I killed a party of adventurers just for talking.

That's when I saw Pathfinder.

In bed.

With Mr. Beeington.

I have decided not to ask any questions.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go find that Taru girl.