Le seul moyen d'éviter la geuele de bois est d'engloutir cinq citrons après chaque verre d'alcool. Trop peu de gens ont la patience de mettre en pratique cette méthode infaillible.
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3 comments:
Avez vous le hangover? N'aimez vous votre cornflakes? Quelle domage.
No no, I never overindulge, myself.
Hangovers sound so much more beautiful in French.
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