We’ve all had those mornings. You outlasted last call at the bar singing
awful awesome karaoke and making a whole slew of poor decisions. You somehow stumble home and collapse in a heap on the bed. Best night ever!
When you wake up, however, it feels as though a train ran you over and dragged you across the entire country. Everything hurts, you don’t wanna move, and you just wish someone would throw you a freakin’ bone…err, oyster cracker.