Fifteen and I would be dead from alcohol poisoning. My liver would say, "Well fuck this, she deserves to die! She also deserves a Darwin Award! The most she's ever had is two beers in one hour and she expects me to take care of fifteen?! Why am I stuck with this idiot?!!"
But that joke, Aelan, made me crack up. A nerdy-looking guy barfing into a urinal becomes a gorgeous man with his hair blowing in the wind. I'd like to see that photo. You should have kept it. Then again, my imagination has no limits.