Sometimes, I like alcohol more than bud.
I'm normally a man of few words, but when I drink, I open up and will tell a stranger at a bus stop my full life story, my plans, my ambitions, and plans for the night, as well as have deep, alcohol-driven conversations. Granted, it has led me to say some things I shouldn't have, but that's only out of ignorance, not being an asshole on purpose. I'd say overall, I'm a happy drunk, unless I'm watching an Eagles game.
For me, alcohol is wonderful, so long as I don't overdo it. I've overdone it several times, and while those nights of insane partying can be fun at first, they turn horrible. I'd even apply the "set and setting" idea to alcohol, except the experience is a bit less dependent on it.