My dad doesnt drink, but my brother, I picked him up from a party, and he could hardly walk. I help hmi into the car, and hes like;
Him: "Lyndon, do I stink?"
Me: "Just a little..."
Him: "Sweet."
Me: "Um, okay?"
Him: "Well, thanks for picking me up from the party."
Me: "No poblem, you'd do the same for me."
Him: "Thanks for picking me up from the party."
Me: "Your welcome"
Him: "When we get home, can you go into mom's room and tell her we are both home? I stink and feel sick, and when I see her face I'll probably barf all over her, causing her to barf all over me."
Me: "Sure"
Him: "Would you, you know, with mom?"
Me: "Not me, would you?"
Him: "As long as she promises not to puke on me, its cool"