I hate drunks.

Or, to be more specific, I strongly dislike certain kinds of drunks.

I don't mind quiet ones. Really, I don't. Depending on my mood and the degree of separation between the drunk and myself, I might tolerate happy drunks.

I do not like loud drunks.

I strongly dislike vulgar drunks.

I don't think I would like melancholic drunks.

I loathe angry drunks.

It just so happens that I tend to encounter angry drunks who are loud and sometimes vulgar.

Is it any wonder that I don't like to drink?


I repeat, I hate drunks.