A fist-swinging drunk's fist always seems to land upon the smaller, shorter of the two haunters standing there.
"I was drunk."
(But sober enough not to swing at the BIG GUY! Some part of their brain knew better! So How drunk were they, really?)
I just absolutely HATE the "Drunk" excuse..unless you were kidnapped, tied up and they poured the stuff down your throat, against your will....