Yes, Tom always has that special glow of good health!  Imagine how he'd glow if he drank!  Tom, you were never lucky enough to throw up all over your shoes in the high school parking lot at the Saturday night dance, then spend the next three hours reeking of beer, wine and puke?  Neither was I, but I quietly observed from the sidelines.  What a turn-on it was for the girls, who had their own special aroma:  half cigarettes, half bubble gum.  Ah yes, those were the days!