The other night I got too drunk after work. I had a buzz going, should have stopped there, but instead I kept going. I ended up breaking two shot glasses and 8 beer bottles on the floor of our kitchen. It was badass and fun, and Evan didn't seem to mind, but that's over the line.
So tonight, after finishing a mega-metal rendition of "The Trooper" by Iron Maiden on Guitar Hero 2 I downed shot of Makers Mark and threw the shot glass. One broken glass is totally acceptable.