Liquid courage

Ah the good old liquid courage, the magical potions that has devastating effects on our ability to make more desirable and "correct" choices. But isn't that exactly why we drink it? That feeling when a Frat boys stumbles down the stairs the following morning to a frat house full of brothers clapping. How about the long walk of shame witnessed on campuses across America of a young female college student with her skirt all twisted, a broken high heel and a dirty tee shirt her mistake picked up off his bedroom floor because her button down is mysteriously missing all the buttons, trying to make it to the shower to wash the eye liner that's running down her face that makes her look more like the joker from Dark Knight than a sexually desirable "college chick." To the non drinkers they don't understand why we do it. I mean no later than the following weekend after almost slipping into a unconscious state while on top of a creature where the only proof that it was even a female was the nasty untamed rats nest that lie between to very large thighs, were back at it again. Do we have some subconscious primitive attraction to embarrassment? Is it the fact that mistakes make way better stories then success? Ask your self this would you rather hear a story about one of your friends hooking up with the man or women of there dreams, or a miserable embarrassing story your force you friend to tell in a room full of people about the biggest mistake of the semester? The fact is readers misery loves company and drunks love company. Moral of the story, drink on folks, make mistakes often and life to the fullest. And remember learning the hard way will always have a more lasting impression then a lesson learned easy!