My friend Scarybear says that with enough mental discipline (not a small stumbling block) I can train my mind to send out brainwaves and make my parents buy me any alcoholic beverage I want. He says he does this regularly with cookies and Rolo ice cream, although he still finds pizza challenging to get them to order.
What do you think, my fellow inebriates? Can it be done? Or is Scary imagining things?
Liquorstore Bear 
I think Scary Bear has probably read Men Who Stare At Goats by Jon Ronson.
I’m not always sure Scary knows how to read. But then he sometimes surprises me. He read Cloud Atlas, for instance. I didn’t know he had it in him.