The point in a night of cheerful drunkenness, where one moves past
the point of fuzzy warmth into
"OH SHIT!" territory, and then all the fuckin dawgs get let out the pound. This feeling is usually followed
by a hangover that
will hit you harder than a punk-ass kid that
doesn't know anything about bumper-car
etiquette, or a .42 BAC.
Oh man, did you see Willie last night.. Total Shit
Show. He must have experimented with at least 2 beers.