Kutcheri

I have never quite understood the ‘kutcheri’ metaphor for alcohol consumption amongst our brethren. I assume a conversation between two ‘kutcheri’ rasikaas will go something like this

R1: yenn na nethu night kutcheri epdi?
R2: Athellam irukkatum, umma ellarum thedinaale, yen voi varala?
R1: atha vidungo. Yenna nadathathunu sollungo
R2: enna perusa, as usual whiskey thaan opening. startingliye nalla strongaa arambichaar. Apparam eyesum sodavum serave nalla sruthi era arambichathu. Thidirnu paatha beeruku oru jump adichaar paarungo, ellarum oru maathiri ayita
R1: ayiyo apparam?
R2: apparam enna thirupiyum whiskey ku vanthaar. Nadula cranberry raagathula oru breezera eduthu vitaar.
R1: perusa onnum miss panla pola irukke?
R2: enna ipdi sollitel? Aduthathu enna nadanthathunu kekaave illiye
R1: enna perusa nadanthirukkum? Mudinjathum ellarum ezhunthu poiruppa
R2: illana, ellathukkum nadula oru tequila thaniavarthanam vanthathu paarungo…
R1: ohh apdiya, besh besh. Cha miss pannitene…
R2: paravala voi. Adutha tharava vaarum, jammaichupudalaam
R1: athukku enna vanthutaa pochu