Like a thorn that goes up into the hand of a drunkard is a proverb in the mouth of fools.
“They struck me,” you will say, “but I was not hurt; they beat me, but I did not feel it. When shall I awake? I must have another drink.”
Like one who binds the stone in the sling is one who gives honor to a fool.
Like an archer who wounds everyone is one who hires a passing fool or drunkard.