Characteristics of a drunk Flanders: closing his eye, letting his hair down, shotgunning by himself!

The regular progression that most people assume upon imbibing large amounts of alcohol doesn't accurately describe the progression that Flanders experiences upon commencing to drink. True to his nature as an extremophile, when flanders drinks, it's bound to become way crazier and way more hilarious.
The first thing that must be known about Flanders is that he has extremely low tolerance. Though it has progressed from the when he first started drinking and would get hammered from just a couple of beers, it still takes very little to push him over the edge. As a result, once he starts drinking he generally is quickly the drunkest person in the room. The other thing that must be known about Flanders is that when it comes to drinking, there are very few things that Flanders won't try. I can't list the number of times I've told Flanders to shotgun or chug and he'll do it, often much to the amusement of the rest of us. Furthermore, if you offer him a free beer in exchange, he'll do almost anything.
Every night we're thinking about drinking, at dinner Flanders will announce to us, "Guy's I'm gonna get SOOO hammered tonight!" Upon our response that maybe we're not interested in getting that drunk he'll often say something like, "that's fine but I'm getting wasted." One of his favorite get drunk quick strategies is the solo shotgun. Flanders gets out a beer and announces that he intends to shotgun it, and would any of us like to join him. When we tell him that no we'd rather just sip peacefully and enjoy each others company Flanders announces that he'll just have to do it by himself then. The problem is Flanders is awful at shotgunning, whenever he doesn't do it b himself he always comes in last. So when he does it by himself, he'll generally disappear to the bathroom for a while. I guess it just shows how independent Flanders is that he doesn't need other people to drink with him.
Finally as the night progresses, Flanders can often provide clues to how drunk he is. He'll start by letting his hair down, and leaning up against a wall and smiling contentedly, if not a little sketchily. After a little more drinking he'll close one of his eyes to stop his vision from being blurry and convince himself that he's not as drunk as he really is. When you ask Flanders "Why is your eye close, is it because you're too hammered to see?" He'll most likely rather forcefully reply with one eye still closed, "I don't know what you're talking about you asshole. Both my eyes are open. Your the one who's a drunk bitch." One of the defining factors of Flanders anytime, but especially when he's drunk is that he'll never admit that he's wrong or at fault.
At the end of almost every night, Flanders has the munchies and ends up running (not walking) to Milt's. "I run so that I can stay in shape and sweat some of the alcohol out." And run he does. Because he has yet to ever get a hangover, he can get black out drunk the night before, then wake up at seven and go for a twelve mile run. What an animal.
Finally when flanders passes out he passes out hard. We once drew on him and blogged on his computer while he was passed out in the adjacent bed. One of the drawings he never found. We had written it on the back of his leg just below his knee where he couldn't see it. it said, FLANDERS IS DRUNK!