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Two friends were out drinking when suddenly one lurched backward off his
barstool and lay motionless on the floor.
"One thing about Jim," the other said to the bartender, "he sure
knows when to stop."
Sleep -- the most beautiful experience in life -- except drink.
-- W.C. Fields
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