Australian standards:
Light 2.7% 0.7-0.9 standard drinks
Mid strength 3.4% 1.0 standard drinks
Heavy 4.6-5+% 1.4 standard drinks
Driving limit:
Full licence- .05 (2std in first hour followed by 1 std drink/hr)
Provisional: .02 nothing!
For a list of the beers brewed by the 2 top Australian Beer brewers:
The ozzibeer scale of hangovers
* 6 pack hangover
No pain. No real feeling of illness. Your sleep last night was a mere disco nap which is giving you a whole lot of misplaced energy. Be glad that you are able to function relatively well. However, you are still dry as a nuns .... You
can drink 10 V's and still feel this way. Even vegetarians are craving a
steak sanga and a 4 n 20 with sauce from any 7-11.
** 1/2 carton hangover
No pain. Something is definitely amiss. You may look okay but you have the
attention span and mental capacity Rooty Hill pokie regular. The coffee you chug to
try and remain focused is only exacerbating your rumbling gut, which is
craving 10 hash browns and 3 quarter pounders from maccas. Last
night has wreaked havoc on your bowels and even though you have a nice
demeanor about the site, you are costing your employer valuable money
because all you really can handle is sleeping in the wheelbarrow or in the back of the one tonner.
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*** Carton of midstrength hangover
Slight headache. Stomach feels like shit. You are definitely a unit and
not so productive. Anytime a sheila walks by you gag because her perfume
reminds you of the random gin shots you did with your alcoholic friends
after the bouncer rolled you into the gutter at 5:30 . Life would be better right now if
you were in your bed with a dozen blondes and a video to capture it all.
You've had 4 cups of coffee, a couple litres of water, 3 VB's
and a liter of powerade - yet you haven't pissed once.
** Carton of heavies hangover
Life sucks. Your head is throbbing and you can't speak too quickly or else
you might puke. Your boss has already reemed you for being late and has
given you a lecture for reeking of booze.
You look like you just crawled out of a box in Hyde park, and you payed off shaving.
(girls,it looks like you put your make-up on while riding the bumper cars)
your eyes look like piss holes in the snow and your hair has leaves in it from the romantic
encouter with the girl? guy you promised you'd call, yea right!
You would shoot your mother for one or all of the following -
1. the clock to strike 3pm 2.a bomb scare
3. to forget what that girl/guy looked like from Hyde park the night before.
*** Carton of heavies and bottle of Bundy Hangover, death is near.
You have a second heartbeat in your head which is actually annoying the cabbie,
who is wiping off your vomitt from the side of his cab
.Bundy vapor is seeping out of everypour and making you dizzy.
You still have toothpaste crust in the corners of your mouth from brushing your teeth. Your body has lost the ability to generate saliva, so your tongue is suffocating you. You'd cry but that would take the last of the moisture left in your body.
Death seems pretty good right now.
Your boss doesn't even get mad at you and your co-workers
think that your dog just died because you look so pathetic. You should have
called in sick because, let's face it, all you can manage to do is bitch
about your state - which is a mystery to you because you definitely don't
remember who you were with, where you were, what you drank, why there is
a stranger still sleeping in your bed, and your ute is wrapped around a pole across the road from your house. The
only thing you can do is drink the half finished bottle of bundy and pass out.
