My, but I do enjoy getting hammered. Especially when I get hammered enough that I can dance.
Because while it takes a significant amount of alcohol to get me to dance in public, I really do love to dance.
Ah, the Office Party: Where the only time that drinks are on you is when you spill them on the outfit you’re wearing (which is always 20 times nicer than anything you’d ever actually wear to the office).
Good times.