My blood is of eastern Europe and Scotland. During winter when we would get hammered we would bring the family cow. When it was time to go home the mates would just tie our arm to the cow and she would walk us home. And when it was so cold we would end up cuddling with the cow and stay warm.
We slavs knew how to get proper drunk.
Never got that cold on my scottish side...,
Don’t call Uber, follow the cow!