You took one shot on the rocks. And the next and one more. You are now getting in the party mood. You start tapping the table with your fingers to the beat of Michael Jackson's Wanna Be Starting Something. Everyone is happy or so they pretend. Three hours into the party your E & J bottle is half full and you cannot stand straight. Your speech is slurred. You are asked to make a short speech but your legs cannot carry your body. And right there in...