My Mom thinks I'm a drunk

I'm not really a drinker. I never drink during the week, I don't even like the taste of alcohol. For like the last 8 weekends though, I have been good and piss drunk. I turned 21 a couple of months ago so it's all good you'd think. I don't drink and drive. Isn't it acceptable to be a little hungover on Sunday morning? What if it was Saturday and Sunday morning? Getting really drunk twice in a weekend must be comparable to being in the NFL. Come Monday, all you do is discover all the cuts and bruises you have while walking around feeling like a senior citizen from pure fatigue.

Stupid mom.

Another good thing to talk about is that magical line between obnoxious and fun. I like to cross it. If people start to think, "Hey this guy's the party. How fun." I like to do something outrageous like break something or pull out a gun and shoot in to the air or maybe even a crowd.

One more point is how sorry I feel for all the generations who came before us. Where would they go eat after the bar? They'd have to barbecue because there were no 24 hour diners or Taco Bells or anything. That's almost the best part.