Tipovi koji žicaju piće po kafanama su oduvek bili opšte mesto. Svaka kafana ima barem jednog takvog, a mnogi od njih su, ako zanemarimo njihovu sklonost alkoholu, jako zanimljivi likovi, barem u ranoj fazi pijanstva.
Sa ženama koje se opijaju nemam nikakvog iskustva. Takve nisu dolazile u kafane u koje sam ja išao. Sve što o tome znam je posredno. Ponekad naiđem na naslove poput ovoga: “Naučnici su dokazali da žene piju isto kao i muškarci, ako ne i više” i ne malo se iznenadim.
Eto šta nam je donela emancipacija. 
No, iako nemam direktna iskustva sa ženama-čepovima, imam indirektna. Odmah sam se setio jedne od zabavnijih pesama iz moje mladosti koje smo moje društvo i ja vrteli do besvesti kada malo cugnemo. Kada mogu žene, možemo i mi. 
The Beat Farmers pripadaju onoj grupi bendova koje odmah osvajaju slušaoca svojim šarmom. Predvođeni harizmatičnim i nepredvidljivim Country Dickom Montanom, još od početka osamdesetih stekli su brojno sledbeništvo nudeći furioznu zabavu koja se savršeno odgovarala publici u barovima. Njihova muzika je bila nepredvidljiva jer je u sebe uključivala sve žive žanrove: punk, bazični rock, rockabilly, country…
I nezaobilaznu konstantu, fantastičan smisao za humor.
Baby’s liquored up and she’s talkin’ to my friends
About this, that and nothin’ then she starts it all again
Head like a powder keg with hair that’s on fire
She’s lookin’ for a sucker, Lord she found another buyerApe-breath, sudden death ~ sittin’ on the bar
Grabbin’ every butt she sees no matter who you are
yellin’ at the cops – now she’s goin’ too far
She just blew her lunch in my new car!She’s allllllllllll liquored up
My baby’s all liquored up
She’s allllllllllll liquored up
Lord how’d she get so liquored up
She’s allllllllllll liquored upShe smiles like a reptile and her lips are razor thin
Her legs are made of jello but her voice can rip your skin
To hide her potty mouth she hikes her skirt above her head
The whole Seventh Fleet is checkin’ out her spread
Foul gas, shot glass stuck to her snout
In everybody’s business don’t care what it’s about
Rum, gin, anything, now it’s Guinness Stout
The whole club’s prayin’ that she finally passes outShe’s allllllllllll liquored up
My baby’s so liquored up
She’s allllllllllll liquored up
She said she’d be the designated driver!
She’s allllllllllll liquored upFoul gas, shot glass stuck to her snout
In everybody’s business don’t care what it’s about
Rum, gin, anything, now it’s Guinness Stout
The whole club’s prayin’ that she finally passes outShe’s allllllllllll liquored up
My baby’s all liquored up
She’s allllllllllll liquored up
and normally a very nice girl, but…
She’s allllllllllll liquored up
How-how-how-how-how-how liquored up
She’s allllllllllll liquored up
Wuh, wuh, wuh-I’m outta here!
She’s allllllllllll liquored up
Za desetak godina koliko su postojali, snimili su osam albuma koji su puni pesama poput “Baby’s Liquored Up” dobro zabavljajući i sebe i publiku. Žurka je prekinuta u trenutku kada je Montana usred koncerta imao srčani udar koji nije preživeo.
U tom trenutku pevao je pesmu “The Girl I Almost Married“:
Long past when I’m dead and buried
She’ll still be bangin’ around
The girl I almost married