My hero!
A few months ago a drank 3/4 bottle of bacardi rum, followed by 5 shots of Absinthe Hapsburg (89.9, not that pussy 70% shit), followed by a white russian and a pitcher of beer. I ended up seeing St. Thomas Aquinas dressed in all white, carrying a megaphone. I left my friend Ashley to follow Thomas, but I lost him. Then, I talked to Satan, who told me I was going to trip on the next curb. I never did, and tried talking in Italian to everyone on the way home, only I don't know any Italian, so I probably just sounded insane. Which, I was.
I love Absinthe.