Dredly, you sound like my old boss. He is a BIG fella, he drank nearly 2 fifths of Absolute, about 12 or 14 longnecks and ate two pickled eggs. Yeah, I live on an area that still has those behind the bar. Anyway, in the morning, he said he thought he was gonna die. He swore that it was the eggs. "Those eggs had to be bad". Couldn't have been the booze.