Wine mellows me out and makes me sleepy. Beer makes me feel more social. I definitely tell better stories.
Liquor I avoid because it does bad, bad things to me. I dislike waking up with a taste like dead-moose-ass-marinated-in-sewage in my mouth.
This is one of the edicts I live my life by: Tequila leads to butt sex.
I never. Ever. Drink the juice of the agave.
As giver or receiver? I mean, this could be a good thing.
Or do you not know in advance, and therein lies the dangerous allure of tequila? Kind of like playing Russian Roulette with a gun that has only two chambers. 
That, my friend, is none of your damn business. 
My wife cannot drink gin. It makes her a nasty bitch. Harsh but true.
I’m mostly fine with whatever but too much red wine does give me an awful headache.
Not to contest your assertion, since I don’t even know you, but people are notoriously bad about (over)pouring glasses of wine. Also, since wine is about twice as much concentrated as beer, it could be that you drink them at comparable rates but just space out the wine better. Doesn’t seem like a big deal, but the rate at which you get drunk does effect how drunk you feel.
Now, back to the OP. I’m a big guy with good Irish-Scottish drinking genes, so I tend to drink heavily. The big three for me are bourbon, vodka, and beer.
- When I drink beer I tend to pull my head out of my shell and get louder and more chatty, but never reach that true state of slobbery, stumbly, drunkenness.
- I tend to drink vodka when I’m trying to go into stealth mode – a few screwdrivers before I cab it over to a party. The problem is I tend to stay in stealth mode. Since I retain a witty and convivial demeanor throughout, I tend to reach the state of stumbly, slobbery, making out like our plane was going down drunkenness.
- Bourbon. Cruel mistress. I drink Bourbon&Coke’s like most people eat M&M’s. I suck on my bottom lip after each sip like most people would after an earth shattering kiss. Like a vampire being awoken on vialed blood, there’s no concept of drunkenness, just an, ‘I want another.’ These are the nights I black out. These are the nights that are truly legendary. For example . . . wait, I don’t know you.
good plan, since wine is a known factor in migraine prone people.
caffeine as well.
(ok wtf is with this spell check crap, I just discovered that “caffeine” is one of those words that violates the I before E rule for no f-n reason)
I suspect is has to do with the other stuff in the drinks and the setting/expectations. I drink beer or my usual hard drink is rum and coke. other than getting full when I am drinking beer I have about the same kind of drunk with one exception, I usually only drink the rum and coke when I am PLANNING on getting pretty damn drunk.
I am a bit unusual in my drinking habits, I rarely drink, often only one beer, and only drink to the point I am drunk when I have planned on it.