Apparently we had a new record in our ER on Friday night.
.631
I know - I didn't believe it either. I thought the nurse was totally shitting me. An alcohol level of .631? "Whatever," I replied.
They ran the test 3 times just to be sure. They ran controls on the machine. It was correct.
I cannot even imagine living a life where you are still able to live and breathe at a .631. That means this man has built up a tolerance over the years to be able to be completely pickled and probably walks around at a .3 on a normal day. Scary, isn't it?
Then I stumbled upon this little gem surfing the net today. Holy crap. This is what our kids will face on the road as alcoholism becomes more rampant and people build a tolerance level that is insane.
Sigh..........
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I've been working on my drinking so as to set a good example to the youth of today. I'm down to a quart a day and feel much better!!
Seriously though, working in the ghetto we have a street urchin who routinely hangs out around the .650 range. Mind boggling I tell you. Me 2 Jack & 7's and I'm ready to take my clothes off and run naked through the streets.
Hope you don't mind that I linked ya?
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