I don't drink, because I tend to play fast and loose with social conventions/TMI as it is. I like to go when other people are drinking, though, because I kind of feel like the whole world is about three drinks behind and that helps level the playing field. (My husband describes my personality as "Two sheets to the wind.")
Mix alcohol with Jen and the next day's papers will look something like this:
Stephen King Fan, Wearing Only House Paint Arrested
"She was climbing a flagpole, insisting she just needed to get 'the lay of the land' to find her way back to her friends," said Officer Smith. "She was super friendly, and taught songs to everyone in holding. We'll kind of miss her," he got back to work, singing Mairzy Doats quietly at his desk.
Stephen King's assistant Marsha replied, when briefed on the situation and asked for comment, "Oh good, *that's* where she is! Guys, she's down at the station," followed quickly by, "Who bet on COPS in the pool? No, mine was STOLE A ROWBOAT."
No charges were filed, but Old Man Smithers has asked to have his 5 gallon bucket latex exterior replaced.