I ever drink. Unless it's for the taste of the stuff I'm drinking. I always found it more fun to mess with whoever is getting drunk. To the point where I had a car I used specifically to pick up friends when they were blitzed. NO shocks at all. Just springs. vinyl seats and no carpeting in the car at all so I could just hit the car wash when they get sick.
Made the mistake of getting someone in the Camaro, once though. It accelarates SO HARD they got sick. Puked on the windsheild and down into the heater. In order to get to te heater I have to pull the center console... in order to pull the center console I have to pull the transmission. Ugh, never did that again.