Drunken Diva- do you remember her? The one who would have "one too many" and proceed to dominate the rest of the event, evening, bar, or party with her increasingly dramatic speeches and confessions.
Some more festive Drunken Divas get jovial, jesting and joking like a slurry Ozzie Osborne type stand up comedian gone horribly wrong. Some entertain by upping their Diva performance with some nudity or promiscuous behavior.
Most, though? Most are just purely self-indulgent and obnoxious, and have an uncanny gravity to any otherwise not-them-centered event. I'll be honest, I thought I had seen the last of these pathetic performances when I left college, as I tend to understand that as we mature, we cast aside what makes us look like a dumbf*ck, like drinking so much we embarrass ourselves. Unfortunately, I am reminded many of us have THAT uncle, or THAT buddy, or god forbid THAT female friend who we occasionally forget their Drunken Diva alter ego long enough to invite them to an alcohol-inclusive event, only to be summarily punished by awkward moments and flat out shocking confessions you never wanted to know in the first place.
Is an illustration of this phenomenon in order? I believe it is.
If you've not experienced this Abhorrent Beast, I envy you. They should all be rounded up and left at Circus Circus in Vegas, so the rest of us can be happy and cheery in appropriate social situations.