After AH continuing to poke at me on why I don't want to have a fire in our fire ring on Saturday night, I finally said "Because you're drunk and I don't want to be around it".
AH-no, I'm not drunk.
Me-Yes, you are. You can't even walk straight.
AH-No, I'm not drunk. But if I was, I'd just lie to you about it.
Quack. Quack.