I used to be able to drink like a tank. I know, I know. It sounds like I still can! Don’t get me wrong, I definitely can stand my ground when it comes to boozing, and can probably drink most people under the table. But back in the day when I was closer to college age than grandma age, I had some serious drinking stamina. It was summer and I had spent my Saturday at Wrigley Field. This day consisted of me consuming only one hot dog all day long … … as well as 10 beers. After the game, I got a call...

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