I have always, well not always but for many years, prided myself on knowing when to stop.
Everyone knows that the first beer of the night is the best one, so I have always, well not always, been able to stop after one beer.
And it's the same with bonkage. The first bonk is always the best one, so why bother with another?
Tonight though, after downing a whole bottle of Paulaner, I immediately had the notion to go down to the cellar and open another two.
Obviously I didn't give in to the urge, but it was a near thing. Dearie me!