All my female colleagues at work won’t talk to me because I got Steve drunk at the Holiday party.

Hey Corey, I'll "suck your dick"

"Suck your dick drunk"

Bre, “You sound different tonight are you ok?”

Greg, “why do you say that?”
Bre, “well your eyes look fine but your speech is slurred.”
Greg, “Oh; that’s because I’m Sunday Drunk.”
Bre, “What’s that?”
Greg, “It’s going to be a long week; Matthew in logistics is going to screw up and Clare in payroll punches in late and just clicks approve all at 9am, and our new temp Kendra thinks because she’s a piece of ass she doesn’t need to lift a finger. This is how I forget about what I’m about to walk into to on Monday!”

He’s such a surly drunk.

Wow, that chick only had one drink and she’s asking that dude to teabag her.
-yeah, she’s Susanna drunk

I'm so syrup drunk right now, I think you're going to have to drive.

Seattle became so vending machine drunk, she went out looking for a fight with a coke machine.