inspired by Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 30 September 2021, forehead.
Was not even a night out astounding,
I was normally good at rebounding,
But I woke the next day,
Bedroom started to sway,
And on forehead jackhammer kept pounding.
Hung Over
Mister Bump 
hahaha ; I’ve known nights like these 🙂 succinctly described: love that last line —
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… from when I was young and indestructable 🤣
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I tip my hat to you Mister Bump, this is an amazing piece 🔥💜
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thanks, Mr Noodles!
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Self-inflicted. Earns little sympathy from me. 🙂 I’m a hard hearted soul in that regard.
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Oh, no! Was there never a time when you knew no better? Or, is it just that you can’t remember it?
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Ha ha. Nope, I have never had a hang over. I grew up with a huge distrust of the stuff. The most I ever drank was in China. But their beer was super weak and a lot cheaper than soft drinks and safer than water.
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you poor thing!
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Odd comment. But thanks!
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I had some great adventures while off my head!
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Lol. I had some great adventures while sober.
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I do enjoy your limericks.
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good, I’m glad. I figure if people can smile at them, then my job is done.
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Been there, done that!
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yup, puked on the tee shirt.
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The older I get the harder it is to bounce back!
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I stopped bouncing!
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