I love it when my mom gets drunk. She gets all loud and confrontational, which she never is otherwise. Like tonight, she spent almost fifteen minutes complaining about the speeding tyicket she got form a traffic camera for going 37mph in a 25 mph zone on a four-lane road. We got all the details several times over, with many "I can't believe it"'s and "It's a speed trap I tell you"'s. Good times. Now if only my dad wasn't such a tightass as not to let me even have a beer with him in the privacy of his own home. Someday I'm going to get him drunk and learn a l whole lot about his past that I haven't heard yet. I can't wait. 
kayna:
i like getting the folks drunk and finding out enough priveledged information to hold over their head for the next millenium 