The one I remember is going into London, as it was for us in Essex, on New Year's Eve in 1981. There were four of us and we'd had a few lagers on the way. One of my mates threw up in the Tube and then stood up and fell over in it. We thought it was the funniest thing we'd ever seen.
People who drink to drown their sorrow should be told that sorrow knows how to swim.
Participation in the blessings of the union with Christ comes when the faithful have all the things needed to live well and blessedly to God.