Little.Blue.Different.
So we're in the airport and I had a headache THIS BIG. My True Love pulls four blue pills out of his bag and says "Here, babe, take these." I say "All set with the ruffies", he says, "Just take them they'll fix your headache and make you sleep on the plane so your ears won't hurt." I say "Okay" I thought it was a nice gesture, so I took them. We get on the plane and when we sit down, my head starts rolling around, my eyes keep shutting and I'm falling forward in my seat. "Seriously, what was that?" I ask, "It was only Tylenol PM" he answers. I say, "You gave me four!!", he says "That's what I take", I'm like "You're like 100 pounds more than me!" He goes "Oh, I didn't think of that..." He said the next thing I did was just shut my eyes and slump over. He actually had to seatbelt me in and sit me upright...embarassing? I slept for six hours or something crazy like that. When I came back from the dead, I was still groggy for about another 4 hours. So watch out for the Tylenol PM's, shit will fuck you up.
Namaste.