Lightbringer and Boaz are walking a downtown street at 2:00 in the morning. The bars just closed. Each is holding a mightily lit up 2000 lumen+ flashlight in both hands. One of the flashes is on strobe.
The entire street looks like a car dealer parking lot sale search light event. People walking about aghast at the commotion.
A cop drives by and sees these two staggering around wavering and flashing things all over the place. They’re knocking over trashcans, walking into trees, staggering into parked cars. It’s a scene.
“HEY you TWO!!! Are you DRUNK!!!.”, the officer blurts out over the cruiser’s loudspeaker.
“No officer, we’re NOT drunk”, replies Lightbringer gathering himself for a moment.
“LIKE HELL YOU”RE NOT!!! PUBLIC drunkenness is against the LAW in this town!!! I’m about ready to HAUL BOTH OF YOU IN for disturbing the peace for starters!!!”
“Ok, ok, so I’ve had a FEW, officer. Ya see, I’m grieving me and the three girlfriends breaking up so I guess I have an excuse”, says Lightbringer trying to maintain composure.
“YEAH OK sure, three girlfriends. But what about your friend THERE!!! What’s HIS excuse? HE LOOKS LIKE HE’S TOTALLY $#!* SMASHED OUT OF HIS$@*! MIND COMPARED TO YOU!!!”
Mean while all this is happening, Boaz is staggering around oblivious there’s a cruiser with a loudspeaker and lightbar.
To onlookers, Boaz must be having severe epileptic spasms. He even starts to pee himself as evidenced by his pants and trail of puddles. Jerkingly waiving his arms, following his beams and strobing up into the sky, he stumbles about with a big maniacal grin on his contorting face.
Lightbringer replies……
“Oh, he’s NOT drunk, officer. Not at all. In fact he’s a devout teetotaler. Doesn’t touch alcohol whatsoever. He just gets like this whenever new flashlights are delivered.”