When Chuck is drinking, we can call him CellarSwiller!
and you would know......*thinks back to Jan. 2008, and some over indulgence in moonshine....*
I have no memory of that am the soul of moderation!
I meant me, buddy! I vaguely remember Truman putting me to bed.....
A body could go blind from that moonshine!
I thought blindness came form doing something else too often......................