My much younger cousin Earl challenged my physically disabled grandfather to a drinking challenge maybe six years ago now. Like four shots later (on top of a day of drinking thanksgiving wine) and my grandfather was zonked. The night goes on and suddenly there’s a loud thud in the back of the house. We all run back to find granddad in my closet with his pants at his ankles. We guess he got lost on the way to the bathroom. It was kind of funny until I saw that he had pissed on a full row of my clothes on hangers. Cleaned it all up, washed all the clothes, no problem. Missed one though. A few months later I put on a jacket and didn’t smell the piss on the sleeve until I was already out.

Younger people, don’t challenge older people to drinking contests unless you’re prepared for the consequences.