Hangover. The movie. Go watch it. Now.
Hangover (n). Aftermath of too much drinking. Don't ever have it. Again.
You'll end up feeling worse because you didn't have as much fun as the guys in the movie.

What an awesome ride - rip-roaringly hilarious, unapologetically funny, completely exciting, and intelligent as hell. Grown men in various states of undress, a masturbating baby, a gay Chinese gangster and Mike Tyson air drumming to a Phil Collins song. Todd Phillips is the man! I came out wishing I would be born a man in my next life so that I can adjust my balls in public and get a blow job in an elevator. Movies can really be aspirational!

Last time I had a hangover and couldn't remember anything from the previous night was about 4 years ago. I had to be shown a video of what I done. All I could remember was waking up with my head on an empty (thankfully!) plate at some point and later, trying to fly back home.
Apparently, there was a lot of hugging the men I knew, kissing the bald heads of men I did not know and dancing, with the then husband, to a medley of songs that my friend played on his guitar. In my defence, I have no problem hugging or kissing the bald heads of women. It just so happened that I was the only woman at this party, and no, it was not a bachelor party and I wasn't the entertainment highlight! Just a regular old Saturday night in a place I like to call the asshole of the country.
So, while I couldn't remember a thing the next day, it took me 5.5 hours to lift my head off the pillow and another 2 to make it to the bathroom. Where, unfortunately, there was no tiger waiting.