Drunk and uncoordinated
Having come to the conclusion, not without extensive research, that alcoholic beverages were no longer for me I found myself the designated driver at my uncle's birthday bash. Being a round number a suitable facility had been hired and a buffet/dj/bar laid on. This of course led to a number of guests needing their car keys confiscated and conducted home.
The inappropriate laughter occurred when the revelers were led to the vehicle pulled up in front. Getting dirty and/or embarrassed looks from the spouses of people that one is about to drive home because of ones laughter at their inability to negotiate a few steps of stairs and sidewalk is decidedly uncomforable.
The most notable contestants were the gentleman that started drifting down the slanted sidewalk, restrained from entering the roadway at the last second by a stopsign and the guy I had to haul out of a prickly hedge he had tried to sit on. The latter draped himself nicely over a fence upon reaching his abode.
At least noone hurled in the car...
(Singularity was tiny but amazingly dense on, Tue 27 Jul 2010, 11:03, Reply)