I use alcohol as a sleep aid. I mean, I eventually pass out from it. Before that, it’s a social lubricant, a muscle relaxant, a digestive aid, a balm to sooth my troubled thoughts, a source of courage to help me deal with the guy across the bar, a sterilizer for wounds, and, if things get really bad, a makeshift explosive device. But, at the end of the day, it’s a sleep aid.
Max Sparber (“Astro Zombie”) in reply to The dope on Jackson’s demise.
