LOL.
I didn't actually mean "fun", just that I get silly. Now if it had tequila in it.....
BAck to the silly part...there was that one time when we were engaged that I somehow just drank to obliteration. No one, including me, knew I was drinking that much, we were at home and had guests over. I saw everyone to the door with Robert, he said final goodbyes to them, closed and locked the door, and turned around to see me on the floor.
Then he had to cajole me into getting up and into bed for sleep, and tried to make me drink a bunch of water. I did, and then I spit a big mouthful of water on him.
That's the only time he hasn't thought that I was amusing...but I sure did! I'm giggling now.
But I don't tell that story to my girlfriends (or SIL) who have occasionally had to mop up their hubbys after a night o' beer.
Toocherie, no worries about all of the above, though as a roomie. It only happened b/c I was drinking a mystery alcohol that I inherited from the sister of a friend. We have absolutely NO idea what it actually is. I used to have a shot after a breakup so I'd forget my worries for the night. That night I was just showing off the bottle (it's in a traditional fertility goddess shaped bottle) and someone wanted to know how it tasted, and somehow I had a shot or two of it.