Ruby: "Another file, another death."

The file for incident 0119091983 depicts a beer bottle and a funnel.

Ruby: "Incident 0119091983 involves an alcoholic man whose habit killed him."

The file's picture shows the man in question on the floor, his hands on his chest.

Shannon: "But he didn't drink himself to death in the manner you'd expect."

Zoom in.

The video greets us with the interior of a home, specifically the entrance to a room.

Date of Incident: 19 September, 1983

Location of Incident: The Dunkeler's Home, Sparta, Kentucky

The man from the file walks through the entrance. He is holding a red enema bag.

Ruby: (Narrating) "Why is this man, like, standing in his bathroom doorway holding an enemy bag?"

The scene then cuts to a woman leaning on the bed in the bedroom. She is clad in a black dress and leopard-skin leggings.

Ruby: (Narrating) "Simple question, complicated answer."

The camera turns 180 degrees to position itself behind the woman, who is looking at the man standing in the doorway.

Ruby: (Narrating) "The man here is Mickey Dunkeler. He's a raging alcoholic with, like, a big problem."

A closer view of Mickey's head reveals a bandage around his neck with a red bloodstain on it.

Ruby: (Narrating) "A recent throat operation had left him unable to drink."

Mickey enters the bedroom and lies down on the bed next to the woman.

Ruby: (Narrating) "His long-suffering wife Clarissa has been doing her best to keep him in line, but she's, like, no match for a life-long drunk going cold turkey. That brings us back to the enema bag."

Shannon: (Narrating) "Alcoholics will go to great lengths to get any kind of alcohol in their system. Extreme drinking, nail polish, pretty much anything on the table.

Ruby: (Narrating) "Mickey needed help with his butt bag cocktail."

Clarissa simply folds her hands in response.

Ruby: (Narrating) "At first Clarissa resisted, but he broke her down."

Cut to a new shot where Clarissa is pouring the contents of a bottle of sherry into the enema bag.

Ruby: (Narrating) "She rounded up the contents of, like, a bottle of sherry and dumped it into Mr. Squishy."

The next shot shows Mickey standing in the bath with the tube of the enema bag inserted through his anus. Clarissa is standing behind him squeezing the enema bag to pump the contents into Mickey's rectum.

Mickey: "Oh! It's cold...!"

Ruby: (Narrating) "The bar was now open, and it was, like, happy hour."

Mickey: "Damn, baby...! This feels weird...!"

Clarissa: "Is that enough?"

Mickey: "No! The whole thing!"

Clarissa laughs in response.

Mickey: "Ah… thank you…"

Ruby: (Narrating) "Now Shannon, this is the bit where you put your CGI skills to use, right?"

Shannon: (Narrating) "Yep."

Shannon brings a CGI shot up. It shows an internal view of Mickey's body, highlighting the rectum and associated structures, and the enemy tube passing through his anus. White dots representing alcohol molecules are seen passing into the rectum, and from there the surrounding blood vessels.

Shannon: (Narrating) "Normally when you drink alcohol the alcohol is absorbed by the blood and then taken to the liver where 90% of the alcohol molecules are broken down by enzymes. But with what Mickey is doing, the alcohol can diffuse into the blood vessels of his rectum unfiltered by his liver."

We cut back to the bedroom, where a drunk Mickey is now stumbling his way towards the bed while Clarissa attempts to keep him from falling over.

Clarissa: "Woah! Hold up there, cowboy. You okay?"

Eventually they make it to the bed where Clarissa lies Mickey down and places his hands on his chest.

Ruby: (Narrating) "Mickey was, like, completely hammered before he even left the bathroom. Clarissa laid him on the bed thinking he would sleep it off."

Clarissa gives Mickey a headpat.

Ruby: (Narrating) "But not this time. Due to the whole 'alcohol not being filtered by the liver' thing his blood alcohol content shot up to, like, .57. Anything over .40 generally causes coma and death."

Clarissa then leaves. Unbeknownst to her, the rising and falling of Mickey's chest stops soon afterwards.

Ruby: (Narrating) "Mickey's drinking days… are over."

WAY TO DIE #385

SH*T FACED

Return to the Sharuby couple in their office.

Shannon: "You know, I do fancy myself a nice bottle of sherry. Within reason, mind you, and through the mouth as intended."

Ruby: "Well said. Your turn to narrate next, I believe…"

Ruby closes the file and marks it before wheeling over to get the next one.