Warning – Do Not Drink

I drank—that is, I got drunk—every night

on Okinawa. I didn’t stop when I reached satiety.

I knew my limit, I just passed out before I hit it.

I once flew commercial overseas and there was a flier

telling you what local beverages to avoid, in the Far East.

Shochu in Korea, tuba in the Philippines, awamori brandy

on Okinawa, some kind of bust-head sake in Japan. I had drunk

all of them. It was all I could afford. Tory’s public whiskey

would make your peter drip. I’m on a whiskey diet and

I’ve lost five days.