Completely and utterly horrifically, recklessly, irreparably, disastrously drunk. Sure signs of being Flissed are the inability to open doors, hold a chicken burger, or remain alive.
If one wants to trace Flissed
people, they can usually be found at the end of a long line of strewn chicken burger salad, rambling on about tra-HA-HAs or some
shit. Kind of like the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow - except
nothing like that.