When you have reached the point of intoxication where you don’t know whether you are angry, sad, happy, or feel nothing. The people you surrounded yourself with start to annoy you. You keep a straight face, sit in your favorite chair, and look at the ignorance that sounds you. Still chugging your whiskey until you slip into unconsciousness
Justin: Everything was going great tonight until Tommy got into one of his moods
Scotty: It’s okay! He’s just getting Sterned up.