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  1. After a particularly entertaining wedding party, we staggered back to our hotel room. We put the room-service breakfast order on the door and passed out. In the morning, when our breakfast was delivered, and we were in the throes of a bourbon-induced hangover, I asked my husband what we had for breakfast. “Bacon,” he muttered. All we had ordered was 3 orders of bacon! The guy who delivered all the bacon must have noticed our discomfort, because he took the bacon back (maybe THAT’S why your bacon is reheated an inedible) and brought us a quart of tomato juice, Tabasco sauce, and worcestershire sauce.

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