Just gave a ride to a guy who's 125% sloshed. I get to his huge house way out in the boonies, and it takes him a bit of effort to get out of my car. He gets out and then I look out my widow and see him do the drunk stumble-run in a circle before eating shit in his driveway.

Help him to his feet and get him to his door.

Know your limits, my dudes.