Now me, I don't drink. My roommate, though, comes back every Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday night drunk as all high hell and occasionally in the company of a woman.
See, Americans under the legal age drink anyway, but if they get caught, they have consequences to deal with. And of course, because other people pull dumb stunts, I, an avowed teetotaler, have to sit through idiotic online programs teaching us the "evils of drink" (rephrased in the modern way to "High risk decisions"). It got to the point where I was praying to dark gods to rend the actor's souls and wrest the very life from them.
Edit: I mean, it wasn't like the program even did any good. The people who didn't drink still don't and the people who do still do. waste of time all round. Plus, most of the folks who drink don't go 'round committing sexual assault and overdosing, so really the whole program was a joke.