You ride home anyway, thinking you may not be that drunk; within a block, you clip a side-view mirror with your elbow; wipe out; notice flashing lights behind you; get up, ride away quickly; wipe out again, this time ****ing up a car; realize the lights are an ambulance and not cops; get into ambulance with bike, apologize profusely for being an idiot; get fixed up; go home.
Oh wait, that was me.