Hangover

To those of you who guessed "Goebbels the turkey" for both answers in my little quiz the other day please award yourself four points for each correct answer and congratulations because you are so smart.

That is the first thing I wanted to tell you and the second thing I wanted to tell you is that I had a very bad day today because I, Goebbels the turkey, had my first hangover, a hangover and yes you heard me right a hangover because I looked up from the computer after I wrote on my weblog and saw a cupboard and I said to myself "Self" I said "What is in that cupboard and why have you never opened it before?" and so I took a break from the internet and went and opened the cupboard and one bottle said vodka and one bottle said rum and one bottle said whiskey and while I do not know what vodka or rum are yet as I have not looked them up at google.com, I do know what whiskey is because I remember hearing about it in that chat room I used to go to and boy oh boy after feeling the way I did today I am glad I stopped Irish dating before things got way out of wing.

I drank about half the bottle while I was on the internet and I started to feel a little strange and I was finding the most absurd things funny and I will give you a for instance.  For instance, I went to a website that shows you pictures of people who have had too much whiskey and there was actually a picture of a man lying face down in what looked to be a back alley in a big city but off and to the right of him there was a sign that said "Tow away zone" and I laughed and I laughed and I coughed a little bit and then I laughed more and more because I think they should have left that little part of the picture out of the picture and then I felt bad for laughing at a man who was sick picture but then I would look at the sign again and the laughter would begin anew. I was not even afraid of waking up the man and the woman and, in hind sight, I blame the whiskey for my behaviour.

Today I had a hangover and a headache and I almost could not eat my breakfast but somehow I managed and I just lay in my little shack for most of the day and Jasmine came over for a minute but there was no way I could chat with her in my condition but she kept talking and talking to me and my head was hurting so I suggested to her that she should go and play under the tractor but I do not think she understood what I really meant by that because she said "I am too big to play under there".

So no whiskey tonight for this turkey because this morning I promised myself that I would never drink again and if there is one thing I am good at it is keeping my promises and that is a fact.

There, this has taken a long time to write and I am still very tired so I think I will go to bed early tonight and I am sorry if you came back to this site looking for daily poetry but I do not think I have it in me to write a poem every day so for that I am truly sorry.  Good night.