Bleeegh a sure fire way to tell I've had too much one night is when I accept a Tequila shot with no protest. That stuff makes my guts ROT. I also can't stomach coolers. I had easily down a mickey of straight vodka or rum and come out the other end of the night fine but if I drink three coolers I'll be puking up within the hour and guaranteed a hangover. Could be the sugar in them, or it could be The Lord of Liquor built every human with an alcoholic equivalent to an Achilles heel and that's mine.