A few years back I went hunting with some of my wife's relo's in the Takitimu's in Southland. I've never seen people drink like those guys. They'd start about 9 a.m. and finish about 1 a.m. the following morning and get up without the slightest hint of a hangover. They didn't do much hunting although one of them tried pretty hard the first day after we arrived. He loaded up his backpack with about a dozen beer cans. Heard a shot from him a few hours later. Claimed there were three deer and he shot at one and missed. I said, there was probably only one and it looked like three. Didn't appreciate my sarcasm.
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