Probably me, seeing as my uncle, aunt, grandmother, and grand uncle have died off (with alcohol helping somewhat in their deaths.) Though if I was to start people would probably hide the booze before I got very far.
Me.
Not even close. No one else in my immediate family really drinks.
So yea, me by an absolute landslide.
When he was alive, my father.
The stories I could tell.
My uncles were usually pretty close behind him though.
The few remaining of that generation hardly drink now.
My generation drinks very little if at all at parties.
My mother says we are boring. I said no, we grew up seeing y’all make asses of yourselves and we don’t want to act that way.
Me. I don’t usually get dramatic. But I do drink way more than my family and all but my kayaking friends. With them I fit right in.
My whole family generally consists of me and the wife, so the answer would be me. I do still have two aunts in their 80s and a 95-year-old uncle, all in California, and if you included them, the answer would still be me. However, I have a whole passel of cousins – some I’ve met, some I’ve not, some I’ve not seen in almost 50 years. There’s one in that last group that I heard had some problems, so it would probably be that one if they were all counted,
If not our late father, me. We are the two who feel people dont listen to us often enough. Other members feel similarly but they are more conscious, or have political ambitions.
Yessssss! Kayakers representing!
Or maybe it’s probation, I don’t really remember.
Amen!
Probably my Uncle Bob. He’s already like that already when he’s not drunk, but gets worse when drunk. My cousin (and his youngest son) might also be a contender. Everyone else is either a happy drunk or a quiet drunk.
Uh, is there a story to that?
They never get sloppy, but my dad’s brother would definitely put on a show as did my late grandfather. They were loud and boisterous when they were cold sober. The last Christmas I remember there was a loud affair with an all day barbecue, the consumption of multiple cases of beer, several bottles of hard liquor, arguments over whose team is better, and smashing of glasses in a fit of temper.
I miss them. They were hilarious and Christmas without all of them seems like such a dry dull affair.