At the college I used to go to, there’s a line of fruiting crabapple trees in front of the dining hall, while eating I’d enjoy watching the squirrels eat the fermenting fallen fruit and stumble around drunk.
Now that I think of it, animals have far greater excuses to get drunk intentionally.
This is a great comic that I CANT RECALL THE NAME OF. But I love his work.
False Knees! I love them, too!
Reminds me of the kereru, who are mildly infamous in NZ for getting drunk on berries and then falling on your roof with the elegance and grace of a brick. Look at this adorable idiot.
Lol the slow motion fall is great.
The thing about kereru is they are thiccc. Even when they aren’t drunk flight is a serious challenge for them on account of their very low chonk-to-brain-cell ratio. When they fly, they make a really loud fwop-fwop-fwop noise as they use their sheer girth to pull themselves through the air against gravity, natural law and common sense.
very low chonk-to-brain-cell ratio
That would be a very high chonk-to-brain-cell ratio, no? Or a low brain-cell-to-chonk ratio?
I remember this part of my Ornithology textbook, bro quoted it word for word.
How can birds get drunk if they aren’t real?
Because the government-led “explanation” of “drunk birds” covers up malfunctions in the automatons
Magnets…
I love that getting shitfaced drunk likely predates humanity and even primates by hundreds of millions of years.
Getting drunk a time honored tradition ~120 million years and counting.
