But OK, if you insist, I'm offended!
Yeah, peanuts, huh? Heh heh. Now I know...
I laughed at the one beer thing. One beer would never have done me anything other than look for the next beer. But different folks react differently. Twenty two years ago, I nearly croaked from alcohol toxity, was in intensive care for three days. I haven’t taken a drink since, but it doesn’t bother me at all. We have a full bar for those who drink, and my wife has wine with meals.
But a mutual friend of many years ago stopped the same time as I and has spent her life until now “not drinking”. Every day is a battle with her. She could not handle visiting with us and seeing dust covered bottles here and there.
I am easily offended though, just don’t know what about. But I will know it if I see it. To be safe, just don’t make lutefisk jokes, or if you do, make sure they are good ones.