Well. . . you know, I would wake up with a terrible hangover in a jail somewhere and worst part was that I would not know why I was there.
If the first ‘Hangover’ movie were this awful, there never would have been a Part Two. This is a joyless, unfunny mix of comedy and drama, a complete waste of time, with exactly one good joke in the entire movie. It comes in the first minute. After that, you can leave.
I love the smell of Waffle House; it's the smell of freedom, being on the open road and knowing that ninety percent of the people eating around you are also on that road. Truck driver's, road-trippers, hangovers--those who don't live that monotonous life of society slavery.
People who think a tax boost will cure inflation are the same ones who believe another drink will cure a hangover.
By far the best cure for hangovers is not drinking excessively the night before. This cure has a 100% success rate, and as you save the cost of the drinks you would have otherwise drunk, it is cheaper than free.
What I never understand about a hangover is, where does the breath come from? You know what I mean? I mean, is someone shitting in your mouth?
I like to change liquor stores frequently because the clerks got to know your habits if you went in night and day and bought huge quantities. I could feel them wondering why I wasn't dead yet and it made me uncomfortable. They probably weren't thinking any such thing, but then a man gets paranoid when he has 300 hangovers a year.
Sometimes when you get hammered till the small hours you feel pretty good in the morning, but really it's just because you're still a bit drunk. That old hangover is just toying with you, working out when to bite.
I was just fooling around with the piano and Todd [Phillips] was like, 'Hey there's a great spot in the movie [The Hangover] where we need a little bit of a breath in the narrative. You should write a song and stick it in there. ' And I was like, 'Well, what should the song be about?' And he said, 'The tiger. ' 'Oh, okay. ' So I went off and I wrote this song. I came back and Todd and I tinkered with it a little more and then we shot it right then. It all happened in a day.
A kid once said to me "Do you get hangovers?" I said, "To get hangovers you have to stop drinking.
I know they don't recommend Ibuprofen during pregnancy, but you needed something fast for the hangovers.
The hangover became a part of the day as well allowed-for as the Spanish siesta.
We did some camera tests blacking it out, we made a prosthetic with a gap in it, but that made me look like a donkey, so I vetoed that right away. And then I just finally called my dentist and said, 'You know, I've had this implant for 20 years. What's it involve in taking it out?' And he said, 'It's actually not that big a deal. We can do that. ' So we took it out and I was toothless for three months, for the run of the movie [ The Hangover]. I take my job very seriously.
You're so lucky you never had morning sickness. It's horrible. Like a hangover without the good time.
The uncomfortable truth is that we all enjoyed the party far too much to query where all the booze was coming from. Now we seem intent on lynching the barman for letting us get drunk and attacking the Government for letting us get a hangover.
March is the month God created to show people who don't drink what a hangover is like.
What to me is anathema - a corpse-like, outmoded hangover - is for photography to be a bad excuse for another medium. . . . Is not photography good enough in itself, that it must be made to look like something else, supposedly superior?
There's something about heartbreak that makes for great music, but the same could be said for Jägermeister. Hangovers make for great music, too.
You come home, and you party. But after that, you get a hangover. Everything about that is negative.
The test of a good idea is its ability to last through a hangover