I was actually playing a delightful game of *hic* wits with a gentleman at a local pub. Apparently the game in question was described to be similar to golf in the - (steadies self on the table) -.... Sense that the less points you have the better. Needless to say, they may have utilized my strict sense of correctness against me as I am highly- *hurk* Ugh.... Inebriated, to say the least. When I told John of this he referred to it as "pregaming" and likened it to *hic* stretching before physical activity. I've yet to see the similarity, myself, unless of course the constricting of my abdomen in an attempt to force the liquor to vacate my stomach is the stretching he meant. Oh.... Oh my... I'll be just a moment. *leans into garbage*