We get plastered drinking lots of margaritas and tequila then come back later and wonder why we made so many grammatical errors in our research paper on trends in computer forensics. Of course, if it were poetry, we'd drink it up and call it poetic license.

And, for tonight's bit of pure unadulterated evilness, Poetry in APA Style... think about it.

*muahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh* (evil laugh)