I didn't even drink all that much last night, but today I'm kicked by a horse. Sucks.
The last noteworthy hangover I had was in Vegas earlier this year, I drank an absolutely ridiculous amount of gin and whoopsie, at one point I ordered a "BOMBAY SAHROPIRE MITNITIRII," to which I was given a large glass of ice water with a straw, took a huge sip, then yelled "HEY THIS IS ATHWTAER@!!!!" and then magically got my martini. I don't know how, I think it was a Jedi Mind Trick scenario.