...laddie, knowing you? You probably pushed the hairy one off in my direction. I probably needed a round of rabies shots afterward and I passed out before anything could happen, either out of pain or because I had a few too many wee drams that likely weren't so wee.
Partying with you is like having one's brains sucked out of their ear holes and then smashed through a sieve and then shoved up one's nostrils with a pneumatic drill.