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A hangover cure?
You know you have a slight problem. (Disclaimer: "Not that there is anything wrong with it.") When you check Yahoo!News and from these options, the newsworthy story you decide to find out more about is ...
*Two abortion doctors charged with murder in late-term cases
*Canadian couple welcomes 100th grandchild to family
*Missing Arkansas mother's torched car discovered in forest
*Can you cure a hangover? New attempts, old standbys
*Romney son jokes about Obama's birth certificate Iowa blogs
*Babysitter charged with murder in Indiana girl's death
*Bolivia to sell 13K tons of rice seized from American
*Gingrich gets emotional in rare personal campaign moment
Hit the brakes, well hey, actually don't because it looks like we have been given the green light to pour that 1am shot of tequila and follow it up with a corona chaser. The holy three have finally manifested themselves into a tablet called "Blowfish." And this tablet, named after a highly poisonous vertebrate (???) is claiming to do what all others have failed. A cure for hangovers?
I can't help but think, combine Blowfish with the morning after pill and you may as well be the elected a Major of DO-OVERville.
But I am intrigued, so I decided to "dive" a little deeper.
The latest concoction, "Blowfish" combines aspirin, caffeine and an antacid into an Alka-Seltzer-like effervescent tablet. When dropped into a glass of water, it fizzes up a lemony brew that packs the hangover-fighting power of two extra-strength aspirins, three espressos and a greasy breakfast. Sans the 2000 calorie, smothered, covered and scattered, ok I want to hear more...
But it gets even better. Because if wake up to find yourself in the Manhattan area, in your 2nd story loft lying on your kitchen floor with a plate of Nachos Bellgrande on your stomach and your mouth and tongue dyed bright red from the big gulp in your right hand, do not fear...if you order online you can qualify for a 60 minute delivery in Manhattan! Just select courier shipping at checkout.
Seriously, why didn't I think of this? Seriously?
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