Christmas Party time … oh no ….

To go or not to go: that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous drunkeness,
Or to take arms against a sea of alcohol,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The belly-ache and the thousand slurred words
My ears are heir to, ’tis a consternation
Devoutly to avert. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream

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