At my bro's wedding yesterday there was a circle of bourbon-filled flasks making their way around the groomsdudes. By the time the ceremony was getting ready to start the hebride-to-be said "jesus christ, you fucks REEK of booze" so we all decided to chew some gum, because that certainly was going to hide the fact that whisky was being sweated out of our pores in the 90º heat. By the time the pictures were done I had a good buzz going, so mowed down my food and then discovered the free tap of Newcastle.
Technically speaking I only had about 3 shots of bourbon, 3 beers, and a glass of bubbly, but I had a good enough buzz to fall asleep on the ride home while feeling up my driver.