THE BEER EXPERIMENT

How’s it going aye? Recently, my fellow moose staged an intervention to tell me that I drink too much. After crawling out of the gutter and clearing the vomit from my mouth, I begged to differ. Still, they insisted. There was only one way to settle this. I devised an experiment in which I would spend a sober evening at home (I had to stop drinking for three days to get my blood alcohol level below the legal limit) and then drink while my buds recorded my behavior.

This is their log of what happened.