Bayonetting the wounded

[Oralee]

(verb) The act of waking up, [espically] in the late morning or any portion of the afternoon, and finishing off any alcoholic beverege remains from the previous, exceptionally drunken, evening.
Why is this phrase such a perfect [explaination] of the incident it refers to? Well, to bayonett a wounded person is paradoxically both wicked and compassionate. [On the one] hand, the dude is already hurting, and to bayonett him/her (for all you politicaly correct assholes) is essentually just kicking him/her while he/she is down. On the other hand, if you kill a wounded party by bayonetting him/her one could [liken] it to putting [a hurt] [race horse] out of its misery.
As you gather up those cups/glasses/cans/bottles the next day, it is safe to assume youre hurting similarly to the [afore] mentioned wounded dude (I refuse to add dudette even if I am being politically incorrect). On the one hand, more beer/liquer/wine/mixed drink/anything containing alcohol (shit, even NyQuill) will aleviate your shakes/headache/feeling of impending death. On the other, youll just get drunk again, only this time on something room temperature that is likely to contain [backwash] of friends, people you pretend to be friends with even though theyre irritating, people you have never met, but somehow have been in your house numerous times, that slut who was getting laid in your bathroom, the neighbors dog, and quite possibly, your mom, and [postpone] the incredible discomfort.