I just had my first drink tonight, guys.

[Maz]

Let me fill you in on my current sitchiation.

I am currently visiting my father, whom I have not seen for over three years, who resides waaaay over in Washington State, which is over 3,000 miles away from my little hometown in West Virginia. Now, seeing as the last time we met I was 16, not yet with a driver's license and still rather wet behind the ears as far as <I>Life</I> in general was concerned, it was rather a shock to see me step off the plane a 20-year-old woman last week. My mom has done a good job of raising me thus far, and I must give her credit even though i did most of the raising my own jolly self, but since I've been away, I've been granted certain <I>liberties</I> in my father's household that I would not have normally been able to enjoy in my mother's company.

One of those liberties is, well, being able to drink.

Now, I don't mean that they are forcing alcohol down my throat now that I'm away from home. What I'm talking about is the social, happy family kind of drinking where everybody is having a beer and a good time. I actually sat and planned for <I>hours</I> before dinner (silently rehearsing in my head) how I would ask for a Mike's Hard Lemonade to enjoy with our hamburgers. Finally, while I was sitting in the parlor watching my father and stepmother prepare the meal, I gathered my waning courage--the longer i waited the harder it was to ask--and boldy said, "How strong ARE those hard lemonades, really?"

My stepmom looks up cheerfully and says, "Not at all strong, would you like one for dinner?"

"YES MA'AM I WOULD."

And she procures from the fridge a beautifully chilled hard CRANBERRY lemonade, pops it into my own little beer cozy (i forget what they're called) and passes it over. Being the hard-core alcoholic that i am, I take a teeny sip and promptly vomit spectacularly all over the table.


...haha, I kid. What a memory that would've been, though. Nah, i just smoothly spread it out over the course of the meal and in the end I didn't even feel a buzz. It was a rite of passage that I won't forget.

In my mom's household, there isn't a scrap of alcohol to be found. In my DAD'S household, the place is littered with cooking sherries, wines, beers, hard lemonades, margarita mixes, brandies, etc. etc. It's like, WHOA. It's either really hard to live here, or just really fun. I doubt I'll get my next drink till I come of age or when I move out, whichever comes first (more likely the former).

Actually, my very FIRST taste of alcohol was last year, quite accidentally. I was with a friend visiting a gallery opening, and the attendants were busy not attending to the 'punch' bowl. I leisurely fill myself a glass and walk around admiring the art.

What I failed to notice was the stacks of empty licqeour bottles under the punch table until I had polished off my first glass. I promptly disposed of the glass after that, since I had driven myself to the opening.

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Does anybody else have any interesting first encounters with alcohol? Or, to those still underage/wimpy, have any embarrassing and juicy stories to share of wretched partygoers?

[reef]

interestingly (not really) enough my first encounter with alkeehol was also with mike's hard lemonade.

nothing special, just went to my friend's house, he had the stuff, i was like ok, had it and thought hey this girly drink is pretty good. and hey it's brewed in the same county i live in! whoa!

but then i realized it was way too sugary for my tastes and went to flavored vodka.

and now i can't drink anything rasperry or cranberry flavored without feeling ill.

so i stayed with beer and never looked back!

but seriously kids, don't drink.

[Maz]

I haff not even tried beer yet, for some horror stories my friends have told me of it resembling stale urine. I liked the sweet taste of the lemonade, and I also liked how it didn't have that characteristic alcohol SMELL that's overpowering in brandy and such.

...also, i don't even know if'n i'm spelling it right. OH WELL.

[töm]

i had my first drinks of alcohol in none other than a veritable accredited university classroom. it was french class. advanced language and literature. and it was the presentation on la cuisine de la france. and everyone got white wine and red wine and some different cheeeeeeeses and crackers.

and like whoa.

[reef]

i had my first drinks of alcohol in none other than a veritable accredited university classroom. it was french class. advanced language and literature. and it was the presentation on la cuisine de la france.
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[Davey Rootbeer]

1960's scotch whiskey from my grandparents' liquor cabinet when i was 16.

yeah, i pretty much started off with the strongest stuff possible :(

[MST3Kakalina]

i snuck a drink of my parents' peppermint schnapps when i was like 17. since then, my alcohol has been limited to some new year's bubbly and the occasional glass of wine (once in French class, once in Stockholm, and once at home.)


conclusion? i'm a pussy and i like white wine. red wine not so much, but it's still good. and i think beer smells and tastes awful.

[argonaut]

Does anybody else have any interesting first encounters with alcohol? Or, to those still underage/wimpy, have any embarrassing and juicy stories to share of wretched partygoers?
More than I can count, but I've no time to share at the moment.

I've sort of been discovering hard lemonade and its variants of late. A touch on the sweet side, but in the summer heat I find them preferable to beer, what can end up tasting rancid within 10 minutes, cozy or no. Much less bother to grab a bottle and twist off the cap than to mix a pitcher of margueritas.

[Sally]

I snuck one of my dad's beers out of the fridge a few months ago to see if I'd like it. I didn't. Then I poured it down the sink and threw it away. HOW INTERESTING.

[~VeronicaBlack~]

its not my first experience but it was one hell of an experience, I had been steadily socially drinking hard lemonade starting in january of my junior year of high school. well my brother who was a year ahead of me graduated that june and we had a party for it. well I decided to go on one of my usual hard lemonade quests of downing a six pack and I took a few sips and then I thought I was gonna die. there was alot of burning pain in my stomach and I started to get really hot, the kind of hot where you could sit naked in front of an air conditioner set on ultra high cool and still be burning up, and then the room started spinning and I went and stuck my head in a sink full of cold water. come to find out all this was from a nasty stomach ulcer from all the acidity and such in the hard lemonades. the moral of this story is "hard lemonade rips up your stomach something good. so drink beer and mixed drinks, they are delicious and nutricious"

[BeastDad1987]

Haha. My first time with alcohol was at my uncle's wedding when I was 13. He had rented this small cabin hotel resort thing out for all the family and friends, and while all the adults were dancing, I went down from my cabin to grab a drink from the ice cooler. It was too dark to see what anything was, so I just grabbed the first can I got a hold of and headed back to my room. I took a sip on the way, thought, "What the hell is this?" and promptly downed it. It turned out to be a Bud Light or something. After that I remember dancing and giggling and rolling on the floor, and my parents came in. They saw immediately how red I was and my mom gave me some weird vitamin to not have a hangover. Then they laughed and said "Don't do that again."

END.

What sucks is that no matter how much I drink, my face turns bright red, I develop this horrid rash looking thing on my entire body, my heartbeat starts increasing like mad, and I get really hot. I think it's called Asian flush or something; it comes from my mom's side of the family. It's not necessarily an allergy to alcohol, I think my body just doesn't break down the ethanol or something like that. I actually only noticed the skin thing last week at Comic Con when we were having a couple Smirnoffs, and was horrified.

I will not drink while I'm wearing shorts.

[robot]

my mom lets me drink when we go to my grandparent's house. it's really awkward though, becuase... they're my grandparents.

weeeeird.

[t3]

I loves me some apple cider, and I drink gallons of it in the course of a month. But, sometimes it sits dormant long enough to go hard and I take a big ol' swig of it and say "YARRGH THIS TASTES LIKE CRAP WHY DAMMIT." That's actually more efficient than the wa I discover whether milk has gone bad, where I can gradually consume several ounces of it before I ask someone to taste it and tell me "does this taste odd to you?" Then they sip it and gag and I wonder why my milk freshness deduction skills are so bad.

Also they had these jolly-rancher tasting drinks in Japan. Truth be told, they woulda tasted better without the alcohol.

[implode]

oh christ. the first time i ever drank was with my babysitter. i couldn't have been more than 10.

not to say that i wasn't a willing participant, or that he was putting me in any kind of danger that should be frowned upon by his fellow babysitter ilk. goodness, no! no, he and his friends were bored that day, and they had all come to taking a liking to me (or, more realistically, accepted that they could only hang out with mike with a curious little runt tagging along constantly at his side) so they figured what the hell, let's get a twelve pack and let the little shit have one, maybe it'll get him to finally shut up for a few minutes or so.

it... didn't get me to shut up. it got me extremely excitable and eager to do whatever was proposed, regardless of forseeable consequence. no less than 20 minutes later, all four of us were piled on top of one of those ancient, dangerous wooden sleds (you know... the ones who's treads could conceivably sever a finger or two) making our way down a moderately steep hill, on our way to a disgusting ramp of our own semi-construction (it was there when we got there, but we improved it. a... a bunch.)

when we hit, we got more air than four people and a device of wooden and metal had any business ever getting. were i not... drunkish, i probably would have remembered seeing the rooftop of the little shanty that we stole the sled from in the first place. but i was. and i was also enjoying the fleeting moment i was sharing with weightlessness. it was all very nice.

the trip to the hospital after the landing, however, was not very nice. jeremy broke his arm, mike strained his something-or-other, and i had to wait at home with his mom because i was ten, bloody, and reeking of alcohol. i'd do it again in a heartbeat.

[MST3Kakalina]

cory wins the thread.

[implode]

but loses at life, no doubt.

[steffi]

man, I don't even remember. we cook with all sorts of alcohol in my house. and always have. I've been sipping people's drinks since I was under 10, I'm sure. and it seems I had a chocolate liquor when I was young, too. I mixed rum in my soft drinks. beer's gross, rum's good, wine's okay.

[Invader Flak]

Yesterday, when I was in Ensenada, I had a Pina Colada and a Margarita. Then we got a bottle of tequila.

Ole!

[argonaut]

cory wins the thread.
Hey. I haven't played yet.

[MST3Kakalina]

i don't think you can beat sledding on a death trap while intoxicated at the age of 10. but you can sure try, i suppose. =P

[Takker]

I can beat that. I get a <i>whole glass</i> of champagne on new years. bitchen'. am I right?

[Vile]

I can beat <i>that</i>-

I had a sip of my mom's beer, got scared I'd get "drunk", and made myself vomit so she'd never "find out".

Shut up I was 14.

[Davey Rootbeer]

oi, crap, i forgot my bar mitzvah, you get a glass of wine to drink and stuff.

but then again, every jewish male gets wine on his bar mitzvah. nothing special there.

[the Worms]

It wasn't my first time, but my brother and I were both at my grandparents' house. They were pretty decrepit at the time (they're both dead now), but no one was going to take their (cheap) liquor from them. I remember their little bar had about 10 bottles of no-name liquors of many varieties, not to mention the tea pitcher full of Franzia in the refrigerator. At first, we innocently wanted some tea, so we made a couple of glasses full of the special raspberry tea that tasted like sour grapes. Once we started feeling a buzz, I asked my dad if I could try the one Tequiza in the refrigerator. He thought it was my first drink of the night, so he agreed. That was easily the worst beer I had ever had, since it tasted vaguely of fruit-loops, yet was in no way sweet. But I digress. My grandparents were perfectly willing to let us get completely smashed at their place. It was my parents we were afraid of. What was funny was that we sat behind the bar talking like goons and giggling, thinking that my parents didn't know we were making ourselves some hot gin and diet cokes. If we hadn't been dumbass little shits, we might have made some good drinks instead of whatever we thought they wouldn't notice. Anyhow, my brother ended up sprawled on the floor in the hallway at home while my mother was grounding him, knowing full-well that he would have to be re-grounded in the morning. I don't think I have ever done anything really stupid while drunk (except let a few taken girls kiss me, but that's ancient history).

[Retard Girl]

3rd Grade.

I know because I was living at my grandparent's place, and my mom was probably out and my dad was working in a different town and thus living in a different town.

I had the most terrible head cold, and then my grandparents poured me some wine about a quarter of a wine glass, tasted it, said something about wasting good wine on someone who couldn't appreciate it. Then they forced me to drink all of that glass. I mean, it wasn't much, but if your a little kid and that was a lot for me. I don't drink things often. Anyway, basically they gave it to me instead of cold medicine like my parents would have done.

I can sip wine if I want from my mom when she has it, and my dad lets me have a sip when he's making pie. So I get some regularly. I've learned to enjoy the flavor.

I'm rather fond of sweet alcoholic drinks I find.

[Corn 2.0]

I don't have a first drink story.

Because I haven't had my first drink.

Because I'm a wuss.

:(

[Linzoy]

I don't remember how old I was, I was a kid. I was at some party with my parents. There where other kids there, but I don't think they realized what the beer was, and it was out of reach for them. I asked my parents if I could try it and it tasted really bad.

Last winter I was at a kabbalah meeting because I don't want to look back at my life when I'm 50 and realize that I've never tried to join a cult. They where giving us a ridiculously long speech in some forgien language that no one there seemed to be able to understand and making us eat horse radish to overcome death or something for hours, and finally it was like 3 in the morning when I decided I wanted to pay as little attention to the rest of the lecture as possible so I drank a whole half glass of wine. (Still tasted really really bad to me.) No one seemed to notice or care that I was 16. I have a really low tolerance for alcohol, but I don't get all talkative or gigglely when I'm drunk like most people do. I get more quiet than usual and dizzy. It was kind of a pleasant dizziness though.

Being drunk kind of scared me afterwards because when we drove home I thought we where driving for about ten minutes, but when I woke up sober I realized we where no where in new york and that we'd been driving at least an hour. If I ever have to pass several hours by sitting still maybe I'll get drunk again.

[SLUM WIZZARD]

Ooh. A thread I can participate in.

My first time was over at my friend's house, I was 14 or something. I never really considered the kid my friend, but he was a "friend of a friend", so that was good enough. Me and 2 of my other friends were hanging out in his house, doing stupid shit, playing some videogames, hitting each other with things. My friend gets up like "Hey guys! Come check this out!" We walk around the corner (this kid's house is small as hell) and he opens a cabinet that has more liquor in it than I could imagine a the time. We all sat around, drank stuff, found out what tastes good and what tastes like shit (each of us spitting something up atleast once), we cleaned up later on, sprayed a can of lysol, got some toothpaste, ect. His mom came home, suspected nothing, we all left, and all was good.

What a really gay story.

The funny: Just a week ago, some asshole (well, a former friend, who has been pissing off the lot of us for a while now) went down to go drink along with the same 2 friends I was with my first time, they get him so drunk that whenhe got home he starts throwing up and his parents take him to a hospital. Upon hearing this, I jumped for joy and laughed a little longer than I probably should have. It was like revenge only I didn't have to do anything. (There's a lot of backstory, but I don't want to type all that out. Think "prank wars" only on a slightly more serious scale.).

[Takker]

I was just at my aunts house for my cousin's college graduation party last weekend, and of course my delinquent cousins (one of which is just two months older than me, and his brother, who is a year older. I'm 16) kept sneaking beer from the kegs. I was jealous.

[implode]

Last winter I was at a kabbalah meeting because I don't want to look back at my life when I'm 50 and realize that I've never tried to join a cult. i'm so glad i know you.

[TheTallestBlue]

When I was 10 I got drunk at my aunt's wedding because I went around begging for peoples left over champagne. Hahaha...

[~V+]

first drink I had was smirnoff.


IT TASTES LIKE CANDY

[Taylor]

I was thirteen or fourteen, I can't remember. But at any rate, I went to a friends house where about fifteen people had gathered to get shitfaced, and I was no exception. I drank much more aftershock (some kind of cinnamon thing with sugar crystals) than I should have, and spend the rest of the night babbling my ass off, and apologizing to everyone for not being able to shut the fuck up for two seconds. I've never been drunk like that again.

[Vile]

I drank a quarter of a can of bud light before. I pretended I was drunk and some people believed me.

[~V+]

does anyone like, get drunk off of beer anymore?

[robot]

i've never been drunk off anything. i'm like 6'5.

[Squid!]

the first taste of alcohol i had was Bud Light, i think i was about eight or so, i was quite a youngling. it's a trailor park thing.

The first time i got really plastered was when i was 13. it was at my sister's wedding. i only drank two bottles of champagne but that was enough. one of my stepmom's friends tried to teach me to two step or something like it. i couldn't quite get it so i ditched him and danced the macarena by myself.

[tater]

Hah. I win for the youngest cuz I wasn't even old enough to remember. I've heard it repeated often that when I was 3 years old, my dad made the mistake of leaving a partially full beer bottle on the coffee table. When they came back in the room, I was under the table with the empty bottle in my mouth and no evidence of any spillage anywhere. Also, I slept really well that night.

[Awesome McManly]

ha ha!

Bud Light? Oh, you Americans, and your sissy beer.

[Awesome McManly]

does anyone like, get drunk off of beer anymore?

I'm doing that.

Like, right now.

[robot]

i can barely catch a buzz from beer

[Awesome McManly]

Maybe there's not a high enough percent in what you're drinking?

Try beer that's like 6% or something.

Why don't American beers have the alcohol percentage written on them?

[!~Melissa~!]

Bwahaha. I never have had alcohol and never will. It ish evil.

[robot]

how do you know?

and i don't drink american beer

[Awesome McManly]

Well, at con this year I was buying labbatt Blue, which is a Canadian beer. It usually has the alcohol percentage written on every bottle. When I bought it in the states, it wasn't even written on the box. Someone told me that by law American beer can only be like 3% alcohol or something retarded like that. I didn't believe it, but if that's the percentage that all beer must abide by, then not bothering to print the percentage makes sense.

I guess this is why the states sell 24's of colt 45.

If it is true it's not all bad, 10% beer is fucken disgusting!

[AngryGoatFace]

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passover seder - grape wine.</font>

[Shaman King]

I think I was... 14. It was the Fourth of July after Freshman year, and there was a lot of left over alcohol from the barbeque that had been had that day. As my dad was going to bed, he told me to help myself to the almost full pitcher of sangria, but not to drink too much of it or I would get sick.

I drank the whole thing and stayed up until six playing Chrono Trigger.

I don't remember feeling particularly drunk, but I do remember getting a terrible hangover. That, and my dad saying, essentially "I told you so."

[dromeda779]

So far my drinking record goes something like this: Sip of gawdawful raspberry beer, rum and Coke, sake, rum (I think) with black cherry icecream and something else (weird ass things-in-the-fridge drink), plum wine, a few sips of various Mike's. I have discovered that I have NO tolerance whatsoever. My face gets really warm and I get a bit loopy. I haven't gotten really drunk yet, though I probably will this year. Hopefully. All my friends are turning 21 this year, so...:;shrugs:: I might have had a taste of some Brazilian drink...caipirinha or something? Don't really remember. No amusing stories, though.

[implode]

i turn twenty-one in 6 days.

i promise to regale this thread with my story of my night out at chuck e. cheeses.

[Awesome McManly]

Sophia Bush is bloody hot!

[implode]

who's that bush?

[Awesome McManly]

<img src="http://people.freenet.de/dj4ever/sophia2.jpg">

OOOOOOOHHHHHH YEAH!

[implode]

eh. i guess. BUT.

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GOD DAMMIT JIMMY KIMMEL. WHY JIMMY KIMMEL? ANYONE BUT JIMMY KIMMEL. ADAM CAROLLA BEFORE JIMMY KIMMEL. THE QUAKER OAT MAN BEFORE JIMMY KIMMEL. :(

[Awesome McManly]

BUH!

who?

[implode]

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