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.