Eavesdropping on undergrads isn’t a hobby, really, just a by-product of working at Penn.
As a point of fact, half the stories I overhear on campus start or end with some variation of: “I was so drunk.” This is often offered as an excuse or explanation for behavior that is ridiculous, rowdy, embarrassing, or — I’ll grant you this — occasionally hilarious.
But it turns out you can’t blame your especially enthusiastic Soulja Boy routine on Coors Light alone.
In a series of studies in the 1970s and 1980s, students were given — over the course of about an hour — either five icy tonic waters or five vodka tonics, without knowing which was which. The results?
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