No! (but thanks, comrade)
Thanks… but no thanks.
Quite the dinner party we participated in last night, lasting well into today. Good times were clearly had by all present—thinking back (with the benefit of sober hindsight), it now seems highly likely that it may indeed have been the muktuk and frozen Brennivín (aka “black death”) gleefully served in the wee hours of the new year that did the most damage…
Let’s just say it’s been a day of mostly abstinence… Na zdarovye!