Well - I've only ever been 'blackout drunk' three times in my life - each of these times my legs went on autopilot and I, apparently, walked home - well, on one accasion to my bf's house. Blackout drunk is not a happy place.
But when I get very drunk I streak. Definitely - I'm fully in control of myself and I'm notoriously hard to catch - ask my friends. Once I got about a kilometer from our tent at a festival before my bf managed to rugby tackle me and carry me back. Of course the sweet irony there is he was only wearing shorts himself and had nothing to cover me up with. The gathered crowd probably got a far better view as he carried me back over his shoulder, naked and squirming, than they did when I was on foot. How we laughed! Well - I did...
Streaking is a great buzz - I recommend it.