I hate drunks. I mean I really do hate drunks. Especially the kind of drunk who drinks, insists he's not drunk, then will argue about whether the sun is out in the daytime or not. It drives me wild. I can't be around that. It's not good for my mental health. Of course, if the person in question were to read this, I'm sure he would think I was talking about somebody else. Couldn't be him. :P