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I was designated driver for some time before I got older and lied about an illness so i could evade pressure. Now I'm like nah I'm good and if they press it, I deploy my tactical trauma strike and tell the person how my mom died.
If they ruin my fun at a party, I'll ruin theirs. But I haven't been to a party in a really long time, so hey.
The very last time I voluntarily spoke to that "can't be alcoholic because wine is for smart elite people" biological relative was when he called me out of nowhere and demanded I drop everything to be his chauffer from yet another drunken event. Which is not drunkenness because wine. I told him to pound sand and he had a not-drunk drunken screaming tantrum until I hung up and blocked his number.
He seized the phone from someone near him to call again and keep screaming.