This past week, my friend told me about the song ‘2D2F,’ written by Avenue D, a touching techno song written by two girls sick of the fact that many of the men they meet in bars talk a big game, take them home, but are sadly too drunk to perform.

Sadly, the singers highlight the ‘catch-22’ that many guys find themselves in when they’re out on the town. While booze may make some feel more comfortable with themselves and enable them to actually talk to girls, it also renders them the clowns of the bedroom.

I understand that many guys may need alcohol to make themselves more socially comfortable. The more drinks a guy has in him, the more personality he seems to take on. Instead of being silent in a corner, he can immerse himself in a crowded, sweaty bar, think up conversation starters or have the nerve to use pick-up lines.

While many of my male friends are most concerned with taking a girl home, they don’t worry nearly enough about what they should do once they have her in their bedroom. Sure, they want to have sex, but I’d wager they usually don’t care if it’s good or if the girl’s enjoying it.

It makes me wonder who they’re really trying to impress by getting a girl in their room: their guy friends, perhaps, who watch in awe and amazement as they escort a semi-conscious girl into their house, the girl, or their own hyper-inflated egos?

A friend of mine, who recently broke up with her boyfriend, decided that it was time to get back into the game, so she went Downtown to find herself some male company for the night. She began talking to a guy that seemed charming and funny. They had a great conversation, and after a while he invited her back to his house because his buddies were still up drinking.

She decided she’d go and eventually found herself in his bedroom. As chronicled in the fabulous ‘2D2F’ song, he could not get it up. He had talked a big game ‘ yet he was small ‘ and soft; how ironic.

Furthermore, the next day, the fabulous personality was also gone. Instead of the nice and charming guy she’d met in the bar, she found herself face to face with a sloppy and disheveled waste of a man. Sober, he wasn’t capable of putting two intelligent words together, when he was able to talk at all.

Alcohol gave him a personality, but also rendered him impotent, an all-too-popular trend in college.

‘ Micol Zweig is a junior English major.