Alcohol can make you do weird things. Flirt with barflies, wake up in odd places, even try to perform CPR on possums.
Wait, what? Dear Lord… Not to mention that said marsupial had been dead… dead long enough that CPR wasn’t gonna help. Like I said over at Wyatt’s… mead or ‘shine had to be involved. I refuse to think about someone drinking both in one night. (Mead is evil. I don’t know a single beekeeper– me included– who makes mead… and I know some hard-drinking beekeepers. Mixing mead and ‘shine would be… disastrous.) (H/T Sebastian)
Armed citizen shoots axe-wielding robber. Why include this in a post about drunkards, you ask? Turns out the guy was trying to rob a junkyard. No, booze totally wasn’t involved… Oh, and I found a picture of the perpetrator.
