Which Reminds Me

How many times do I have to explain that I was never drunk nor did I ever have many friends to speak of. My bottle of Welch's grape juice does not even compare to what those tipsy witches downstairs smuggled into the dorms of another college, not that I had thought of saying anything. Those whiners of North Central certainly do make a loud and clamorous noise even if their facts are a bit garbled. Since when does blizzard-stricken North Central run the universe I'd like to know?