have a beer...or 12

Have you ever woken up one morning after over-imbibing and thought, "Man, if I don't quit drinking like this I'm going to give Gucci Mane a run for his money for the most weirdly distended beer gut."



I guess that may have only been me during my semester abroad. But if I had only known that my baby beer belly could potentially save my life one day, I would have promptly poured myself another Guinness.

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