One of my historically worst hangovers was from soju. Together with friends we went to a Korean grill place and the drinks just kept coming. Next morning was bad. I was wrecked in a ways Sodom and Homorrah were, and I was the Lot’s wife looking back at the inferno in the mirror. Big bang headache with coordination of a limp muppet and diction of a local railway station announcement.

I’m a big guy. I’m my life I’ve experienced some shits. Metal band tours. Post game rugby bus shenanigans. Hoboing around and drinking to keep warm. Getting wasted with carbide enriched hooch while at a LARPG. Soju brought every of that memory, and played a sadistic slow motion replay, making me question every life decision.

So yeah, gotta try that again once. And I need to score some buckfast.