“I’m insulted enough that we’re going to shoot at each other over it” in a time where anesthesia was “drink a few swings of liqueur before I use these pliers to dig out the bullet and hope it hit only mostly unimportant things inside” still seems pretty ballsy.
“I’m insulted enough that we’re going to shoot at each other over it” in a time where anesthesia was “drink a few swings of liqueur before I use these pliers to dig out the bullet and hope it hit only mostly unimportant things inside” still seems pretty ballsy.
We can use that whisky as antiseptic! Hopefully you don’t die of infection
Maybe it was just an elaborate excuse to get piss drunk.
“Whiskey! Laudanum! Saw.”