I am a social drinker. Haven't had any beer or wine since March I think during my fiance's dad's birthday. Typically my limit is when I pass out and can't walk straight without assistance. Last time I learned the age old lesson as to why you never mix beer with wine. And, keep this in mind. I also had beef tongue with mushrooms and a cream sauce that night while I was fueling up on alcohol. My poor fiance. I know I picked the right woman. When we hit the door all I remembered was staggering and falling on my butt right into the couch and a volcanic eruption of purple vileness and evilness decided to exorcise itself right on out of my system. She took care of me though.

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