By the main campfire, a several tables with stools were set up.
When everyone had shown up and taken a seat, GOB smiled. "Hello, class. It's been brought to my attention that some of you don't think I have any idea what I'm talking about when it comes to sex. I'll have you know that I have at least one son who worships the ground I walk on and probably a few more kids that I've never even heard about."
"With that out of the way," GOB said, even though he didn't really need a segue for reasons that should be fairly obvious, "let's move to a subject that I know a lot about: getting a potential sexual partner drunk. Or as I like to call it,
( Drinking: A.K.A. When One of You Is Out of the Other's League )