I've said nothing about Dinking.

But about drinking, I rarely drink. My bottle of Southern Comfort is about two years old and still full. But it is the 100 Proof version so it has some kick. I bite my nails so I don't smoke so much.
I don't talk about the drugs I take because they are inserted in a rather uncomfortable manner, re: the colitis thing. Gambling is limited to a couple of lottery tickets every couple of weeks and seems to be as secure a retirement strategy as my pension plan.

I won't be womanizing anytime soon either. You see, it turns out that my wife actually is the perfect woman for me. She loves fast cars, loud music, sci-fi and I can tell her when I withdraw cash to go to a strip club.