My great aunt Kiki used to visit us for Christmas every year. She was a horrible drunk, and would put back a handle of Seagrams gin like it was her job. Two years in a row, she got hammered up and tore down all the shelves in our upstairs bathroom (apparently trying to prevent herself from falling). Each year after, my father took down every shelf, picture, or other wall hanging in the entire house. Man...that woman could drink. RIP Aunt Kiki.