World Class Smuggler & Eventual Buffoon

Almost every time I go watch the Canadiens play (they're a hockey team for those who are confused) at the Bell center, it's more or less a given that I get completely mangled. I don't necessarily have the mindset to go out and swill like a jackass, it just seems to happen. Just go through "The Drunk Tank Beckons" story and you'll get a better picture. This fateful night was no different as I, The Real Deal, Dimsum and DMilz embarked on an early evening drink-a-thon which resulted in me waking up genuinely confused and scrambling to get to work on time in the morning while still battling a heavy drunken stupor.