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I once let it slip in college while in the company of the floor's gung-ho drinker (you know, the guy who has to make sure everyone else is getting s***-faced) that I had never drank to the point of being sick.

A bottle of Jose and dozens of Prairie Fires later...I was sick.

I threw up in my sleep...thankfully I was sleeping on my side.

I couldn't stand the smell of hot sauce for three years after that. Going into a Hooter's made me wretch.