Some people drink themselves under a table. Sondra drinks herself into a glass.
OVERNIGHT TRIP she has four more bags in the car
Yes, dear! No need to shout; I'm getting your coffee right now! Come on, come on, dammit! Why isn't this Cyanide dissolving?
Yeah, then my shrink told me I was delusional. I laughed so hard, I almost fell off my unicorn.
Here we go, Madam, The Ministry of Silly Walks.