Reds, Sangrias and Lychee-tinis

Don't tell your friendly neighbourhood copper but my blood alcohol levels could have been a lil bit raised this evening. Hence the sudden urge to nod off and fall asleep even as I'm writing this - yeah, a good bingeing spree makes me sleepy. I'm that guy who falls to the ground unsconscious after way too much vodka.

Which is why I usually limit myself to a glass or two.

Or three.


Care for an eye-opener?
But with two renowned alcoholics around, I simply couldn't resist trying out another extra jug of sweet, sweet sangria. One of them remained relatively sober while for the other... let's just say premium wine releases Zany Zapple's inner bitch. :) Fortunately for us, his inner bitch is loud, campy and simply hilarious!

A drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts!

Reminded me of Charming Calvin when he drank one tipple too many. Turns out it was just early in the year when I found out that Calvin could carry his alcohol. Well, with a lot of giggles included.

The man's a friendly drunk.

Usually he's a stoic, taciturn guy with very little to say but on that night, he lost nearly all inhibitions to chatter endlessly on disconnected topics without a break ( well unless you count helpless, irrepressible laughter ). Not only did he turn parchment white - an odd change or a usually red-faced fella - but he also started talking somewhat incoherently. Leaping from topic to topic in what we call flight of ideas with the occasional derailment.

Paul : How was dinner?
Calvin : Hee hee.
Paul : How was dinner?
Calvin : I won a box. A box with presents in it. I won presents. Ooh I like coffee.
Paul : I think you'd need more than that to get over this binge.
Calvin : What binge? I'm not drunk? I drank one glass. Maybe two. I'm alright. See, my hands aren't shaking.
Paul : But you're talking a mile a minute.
Calvin : I can dance all night. I love to dance. Angelina Jolie was there.
Paul : What?

Well, since I failed to youtube the entire hilarious episode, you just gotta be there :)