Combine that with the fact that men drink way too much in our culture, already. I cannot, for the life of me, understand what the appeal is of getting so drunk that you don't remember the night before, and that you vomit. That sounds awful. There are about a million things I would rather do than that.

Getting a little tipsy and goofing off with friends? Sure I get the appeal of that. I haven't really done that since shortly after my college days, but I understand it. Blackout drunk or ending the night over a toilet? That sucks.