I was pretty drunk the night before. I had two orange crushes (vodka + orange juice), three beers, one glass of red wine, one shot...then one eternal flame margarita, two beers and a lemon drop shot at Tate's.
The groomsman's brunch was set for 9am the next morning and I was struggling. A few of my groomsmen puked, but thankfully I held it together. I showed up without shoes. MY FIL told me he "probably wouldn't be able to make it", and that morning when I saw him walk in the door, my heart sunk. After brunch I was good-to-go after drinking ~20oz of water, taking a 30min shower and chugging a red bull. I only had two beers, two shots (from a liquor luge) and a few sips from a bourbon cocktail at the reception.