So I got my cheap Mister Boston Schnapps ready along with my shot glass  and the popcorn to help absorb the shots if I ended up having to shoot too many, and sat down in front of my television to watch the Republican Convention.

I intended to take a shot each time they said Hillary Clinton’s name.

In very short time, that became dangerous. I was sitting on my couch, sure, but at some point I would have to walk to my bedroom without injury.

So I switched to Benghazi, but the same thing was happening.

I decide to move to any time they ignored known facts and stuck to talking points.

Started to get a bit dizzy.

So I played it safe, and after having read the GOP Platform, I figured the new signal  would be any time they boasted about the party of inclusion and all Americans being equal and whose rights should be protected  no matter what.

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“Radical Islamic Terrorism” came next. Again, that was not a good choice.

Politicians who condemned politicians was another bad choice. All the guys who want to go to Washington condemned those who went like they want to.

I began seeing double when each speaker began to tell us how scary the United States is and how hopeless the country has become. I obviously am in the wrong country because I have seen some optimistic things here, but the speakers haven’t seen any of that.

I finally decided that each time a speaker said “Trump” instead of “Hillary” I would take a shot, and I ended up having enough of the Schnapps left to pour on a nice chunk of the remains of the chocolate-peanut butter cake I was told to take home from this past weekend’s BBQ.

Who knew that had I started this way, I would not have had the hangovers these last two days.