Or show up half-sloshed??? Or even a really bad hang-over?? LOL....
At the pique of my "rebellious" phase when I was about 16-18, I often smuggled in a small mickey of Drambuie or Baileys then snuck off into the library for
a little sniffter.....a couple sips helped numb the psychological torture of sitting through the Watchtower in the second hour. Yup! Thats how much I HATED
being there..... Surely I couldn't have been the only one resorting to this desperate measure? LOL....