I went to a Cherokee casino bar recently, where smoking is allowed (in Arkansas, smoking is not allowed in public places). I had exactly 2 martinis over about 4 hours, after a big dinner at the buffet. I got home, laid down on the bed, and the bed started spinning like I'd been drinking all night long. I believe it was the cigarette smoke, nicotine reaching toxic levels or something. Because of the excellent smoking laws in Arkansas, I NEVER breath smoke. My body just didn't know what to do with the overload, I think.
I almost had to burn my clothes. :P They definitely went straight from my body to the washer.
Karen
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