Drinking for me is more of a social custom i guess... having only drank once last year.
The event in question was a farewell outing that my co-workers was throwing me at the end of my Co-op up in Dublin. They knew very well my almost virgin state in regards to alcohol ... and under the leadership of a certain close buddy whom could have been described as "traumatised" by little devil treatment
... guided me into a bar. My buds up in Dublin also knew me for my strict composure and control so can you guess....? Yes they wanted to get me so drunk so they'd get to see the other side of me which they suspect is a maniac
..... Not so easy for them unfortunately...
We ran through most of the menu and the close buddy ran out of funds.... at this point he was staring somewhat like he was struck over the head with a club at me and the dozen or so empty glasses on the table. He wasn't the only one surprised, i had my full dexterity intact and managed to make it home without falling etc
So i guess if that's any indication i wouldn't get drunk very easily
One can never be too cautious...