You were lucky. Nobody got hurt. You didn't get caught, or worse......realize "I'm drunk" when a cop tried to stop you, and then think, "Gee, I bet I can outrun this cop on my Bandit 400 with the stripper on the back..."
5 years ago I rode the bike to meet a buddy at Road Atlanta to watch some amateur races.
It was JUly, and hot, and I stopped and bought a 12 pack on the way.
I think we drank 3 beers an hour while we were at the track, and didn't eat anything.
Later that afternoon, I was 30 miles away from the track, sitting at a stoplight on the way home, and it suddenly dawned on me "Hey you dumbarse, you're still drunk! You drank 11 beers in 4 hours, and had nothing to eat, and now you're riding a motorcycle."
Luckily at that intersection there were a couple of fast food places. I pulled in and got a burger, and killed some time....walked around, etc.
I also called my buddy, since he was in the same shape as I was.....and riding home,also.
I heard a rumour that your ability to reason and make judgement is dilluted by alcohol.....
(We still want pictures of the stripper.....)