"Yoo sur-sure bout the-tha-that? nor-normal people can to-tol-taller-tolerate al-alcohol here." *He holds his hand at his head level.* "I tol-tolerate alco-alcohol he-here." *He bends over and holds his hand about an inch above the ground.* "H-he-her-here." *He falls forward and rolls onto his back giggling.* (It may make people stronger for three days... But you just gave Sketch enough alcohol to make him drunk for three days. His alcohol tolerance is almost nonexistent. It's surprising you didn't just kill him.)