So, I had the most interesting thing happen after work. A buddy of mine thought I was going to need a chaser for drinking dark rum straight. I told him he was out of his mind, and then took not just one, but three good slugs of dark rum. These weren't the pissy sips that he was taking, no. This was filling my mouth to as full of dark rum as it could handle. He about pissed his pants seeing me drink as much. He asked how I could do it, and I told him it was a family trait. Oh well, for that reason, there was good purpose for that. Tonight was the night from hell at work. 