((I’m only saying this story because it proves Dad Level 10000: First time I drank really and ended up subsequently drunk was at a con. I got tired from the alcohol so my friends got me to bed and I managed, while half conscious, to get out of my cosplay, into my PJs and brush my teeth and get my contacts out. I was awake the next morning at 7am and not only wasn’t hung over but I cleaned the hotel room, read the newspaper, had breakfast and a cup of tea, while everyone else was out cold until around 11am and then hung over.
Moral of the story, alcohol makes me tired, I am always a dad apparently and I am always the designated driver with my friends. I also like fruity as hell drinks.))


