Blackloliita
Knowledge is power
Well of course drinking a bit from mum/dad's glass was already sooner than my age now, around 5 maybe, but that's kind of innocent, just one time I could taste from their glass, that was all.
Kemy
Annoyed Enby
When I was 14. Started on the Gin lol. But then again since I was always at home and being supervised I always drink in moderation, even when I go out or hang around with friends, its taught me to be responsible with it.
IHeartSpike
Winterfell.
I was 16 and it was at my after prom party. I remember there being a lot of alcohol bottles on one table...and someone thought it was a good idea to mix everything together and hand out glasses of it. I took one..being slightly tipsy already, and that just made me worse lol. Once that had all gone...we all put our money together and some people stumbled across the road playing 'dodge the traffic' to the off licence to get some more lol. They came back with about 50 quids worth of alchohol...i think i eventually feel asleep in a heap at the bottom of the stairs after i fell down them. Worst night's sleep i've ever had.
I don't go out with the sole purpose of getting drunk like some of my mates, in which case i usually have a drink and watch them get drunk...it's more fun like that. 😀
I don't go out with the sole purpose of getting drunk like some of my mates, in which case i usually have a drink and watch them get drunk...it's more fun like that. 😀
E
Element
Naughty naughty Sarah, although if I post on this thread...hehehe.
Jonut
Wanna Blessed Be
Veyron
Scooby
About 10 at a Christmas Party held by folks... I had been sent to bed by the baby-sitter long before the party had even officially landed back at the house.. but kids - they find a way to drink booze at any cost.
Hangover city is all I can say about how I felt the following morning!
Hangover city is all I can say about how I felt the following morning!
Schillaci
Scooby
I must be the only Scot not to have posted in this topic yet..oh the shame.
No idea what age I was the first time I drank alcohol. The first time I was drunk however I was either 13 or 14. I can't be bothered going into much detail( I say that, no doubt this will be a 2000 word intricate description of every single thing that happened that night) but I drank a lot, I was absolutely wasted(at the time I wasn't fully aware of how lethal it can be to mix drinks).
Me and a large group of friends(about 20 of us) would congregate down at the river front most weekends. Some of us would drink or smoke weed. I was never that interested in drinking. That one weekend my pal asked this girl to 'go' with him..preeeck beat me to it( I really liked her too), so I thought I'd comfort myself with drink.
Again, due to naivety, I wasn't really sure how fast I was supposed to drink it. So I was just tipping my head back and pouring away.
There were three benches where we were, some distance apart, so we were spread out into groups. Aformentioned girl and her friend came over to talk to the group I was in(which was enough for me). I decided to vacate the area, convincing two of my pals to go to my house. It was about ten minutes walk, and the closer I got to it the drunker I got.
We had a one litre bottle left which was 2 thirds full with cider, vodka and whisky. I drank most of that, and from then on most of the night was a blur. My elder uber-responsible sister came into my room, saw what was going on and gave me one hell of a slap, and my two friends (of which she really despised one of them, really I think she just wanted to hit him and here was her excuse lol).
Obviously staying in my house was a bad idea, so I thought(actually I had convinced myslef I was going back down to the river to pick a fight with my pal), I couldn't stand though, never mind walk. So my two friends had to walk either side of me, holding me up.
So we're kinda walking stumbling along the pavement, stone pavement. I can't walk, or even stand, I could just barely talk, so I slurringly said to them.
"Whatever you do, don't let go of me, I'll fall straight over"
....
What did both of them do, not just one of them, both of them, as soon as I said it, they let go. I just fell straight forward, I had absolutely no control of my body, I couldn't even move my hands to protect me. Fell straight forward and thumped my forehead on the concrete... And apparently, to the utter amusement of one of my "friends".. I hit the ground so fast that I bounced up a bit..
After they stopped laughing we got up and carried on, we didn't get far though, the drink was really starting to affect them too, and they were struggling to carry me. About 200 yards from my house, my friend who stayed just round the corner from me remembered seeing a wheelbarrow in someones backgarden.
Yes. I was being carted around in a wheelbarrow, drunk as a skunk. Then we met two girls(idiots) from our school. Who convinced my friends the best way to sober me up was to strip me and roll me around on the wet grass...
I don't think that idea worked out too well. So it was back in the wheelbarrow. We had given up going back to the river, we'd never have made it, nevermind making it without being spotted.
So I was in the wheelbarrow, hammered, topless, and then to put the icing on the cake I found my singing voice. I fancied myself as a bit of a Jim morrison in those days..
The friend who stayed round the corner from me, he was actually my best friend back then, was the most sober, which made him the most sensible, and he tried to shut me up. Some old guy came out his house at this point. I can't remember what was said. After that we trundled at pace towards our high school to get away from houses.
It was too late though, the police had been phoned and they caught us. Of course I didn't give a shit, I was still singing lol. Then one of the police swore at me and I replied with something that I got abused about for weeks after by my friends. In fact it still kinda embarrasses me and I do not care to share it even now.
Dear god, I intended in telling that story in two paragraphs. There was other stuff I had planned on sharing, but with the length of this post so far that would just be taking the piss.
Actually one last thing, this is so pathetic, it shows how much of a wanker I am, or was.
My friend that asked that girl out? Obviously nobody does this, but say you have your best friend, and then you order the rest of your friends in terms of closeness. He would have been like my third or fourth closest friend. We went all through primary school and high school together. In fact he was the first friend I made in school. We would hang out like 3/4 times a week.
He didn't even know that I liked her, but from then on I treated him like crap. I would completely abuse every weakness he had. For the rest of high school, not every single time we were together, but a lot of the time i was a jerk to him and he never knew why. And the meaner I got, the harder he tried to fix our friendship, or find out why I was acting like I was.
ok ok, this is the last thing.
Willy? Buckfast is yuck. So sickly sweet. A friend convinced me to drink it once. Never again.
No idea what age I was the first time I drank alcohol. The first time I was drunk however I was either 13 or 14. I can't be bothered going into much detail( I say that, no doubt this will be a 2000 word intricate description of every single thing that happened that night) but I drank a lot, I was absolutely wasted(at the time I wasn't fully aware of how lethal it can be to mix drinks).
Me and a large group of friends(about 20 of us) would congregate down at the river front most weekends. Some of us would drink or smoke weed. I was never that interested in drinking. That one weekend my pal asked this girl to 'go' with him..preeeck beat me to it( I really liked her too), so I thought I'd comfort myself with drink.
Again, due to naivety, I wasn't really sure how fast I was supposed to drink it. So I was just tipping my head back and pouring away.
There were three benches where we were, some distance apart, so we were spread out into groups. Aformentioned girl and her friend came over to talk to the group I was in(which was enough for me). I decided to vacate the area, convincing two of my pals to go to my house. It was about ten minutes walk, and the closer I got to it the drunker I got.
We had a one litre bottle left which was 2 thirds full with cider, vodka and whisky. I drank most of that, and from then on most of the night was a blur. My elder uber-responsible sister came into my room, saw what was going on and gave me one hell of a slap, and my two friends (of which she really despised one of them, really I think she just wanted to hit him and here was her excuse lol).
Obviously staying in my house was a bad idea, so I thought(actually I had convinced myslef I was going back down to the river to pick a fight with my pal), I couldn't stand though, never mind walk. So my two friends had to walk either side of me, holding me up.
So we're kinda walking stumbling along the pavement, stone pavement. I can't walk, or even stand, I could just barely talk, so I slurringly said to them.
"Whatever you do, don't let go of me, I'll fall straight over"
....
What did both of them do, not just one of them, both of them, as soon as I said it, they let go. I just fell straight forward, I had absolutely no control of my body, I couldn't even move my hands to protect me. Fell straight forward and thumped my forehead on the concrete... And apparently, to the utter amusement of one of my "friends".. I hit the ground so fast that I bounced up a bit..
After they stopped laughing we got up and carried on, we didn't get far though, the drink was really starting to affect them too, and they were struggling to carry me. About 200 yards from my house, my friend who stayed just round the corner from me remembered seeing a wheelbarrow in someones backgarden.
Yes. I was being carted around in a wheelbarrow, drunk as a skunk. Then we met two girls(idiots) from our school. Who convinced my friends the best way to sober me up was to strip me and roll me around on the wet grass...
I don't think that idea worked out too well. So it was back in the wheelbarrow. We had given up going back to the river, we'd never have made it, nevermind making it without being spotted.
So I was in the wheelbarrow, hammered, topless, and then to put the icing on the cake I found my singing voice. I fancied myself as a bit of a Jim morrison in those days..
The friend who stayed round the corner from me, he was actually my best friend back then, was the most sober, which made him the most sensible, and he tried to shut me up. Some old guy came out his house at this point. I can't remember what was said. After that we trundled at pace towards our high school to get away from houses.
It was too late though, the police had been phoned and they caught us. Of course I didn't give a shit, I was still singing lol. Then one of the police swore at me and I replied with something that I got abused about for weeks after by my friends. In fact it still kinda embarrasses me and I do not care to share it even now.
Dear god, I intended in telling that story in two paragraphs. There was other stuff I had planned on sharing, but with the length of this post so far that would just be taking the piss.
Actually one last thing, this is so pathetic, it shows how much of a wanker I am, or was.
My friend that asked that girl out? Obviously nobody does this, but say you have your best friend, and then you order the rest of your friends in terms of closeness. He would have been like my third or fourth closest friend. We went all through primary school and high school together. In fact he was the first friend I made in school. We would hang out like 3/4 times a week.
He didn't even know that I liked her, but from then on I treated him like crap. I would completely abuse every weakness he had. For the rest of high school, not every single time we were together, but a lot of the time i was a jerk to him and he never knew why. And the meaner I got, the harder he tried to fix our friendship, or find out why I was acting like I was.
ok ok, this is the last thing.
Willy? Buckfast is yuck. So sickly sweet. A friend convinced me to drink it once. Never again.
T
T.I.P
Guest
Thats me too, 2 litres of cider, downing it like ****, coming out with stupid things after 15 minutes like ''man, i must be able to handle this ok, i aint even a bit drunk'' then i finished my mates cider too, and an hour later i was staggering all over the streets like a friigin freak, trying to fall asleep on the pavement. Then i went home after having spewed all over myself(haha) tried to convince my mum i wasnt drinking, but its obvious i was wrecked and my mum found all this hilarious, phoned the rest of the fam to tell them this 'funny' news(couple of my grandparents were disgusted).
anyway, after this, i was on it every weekend. Ive never lost my love for the stuff since.
I suppose I was about 8 or 9 the first time I tasted alcohol. I was with my aunt and uncle, I think it was St.Patrick's Day and my uncle gave me some guinness and raspberry...world of yuck.
The first time I was rightly drunk I was 16. That's when I started going to pubs and clubs. I was out with all my friends from school some saturday night, we had been doing cocktails and shots. I don't remember it too much, not because I was drunk but just because it wasn't all that memerable. I have never had black spots where I couldn't recall what had happened. I don't get drunk alot but when I do I just get giddy and chatty, harmless fun.
The first time I was rightly drunk I was 16. That's when I started going to pubs and clubs. I was out with all my friends from school some saturday night, we had been doing cocktails and shots. I don't remember it too much, not because I was drunk but just because it wasn't all that memerable. I have never had black spots where I couldn't recall what had happened. I don't get drunk alot but when I do I just get giddy and chatty, harmless fun.
untouched
I'll show you share time!
My very very very drunk first time with alchool was last year new years eve.
I started telling everyone to take me to pee and I can't even tell you what else lol
But the thing is, I don't remember anything lol
I started telling everyone to take me to pee and I can't even tell you what else lol
But the thing is, I don't remember anything lol
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vicious sid
the funny thing is that shed text message me telling all those things, sooo what you dont remember, I do! xD
J
JenniferAlice
Guest
First time I got properly drunk, I was 14, at a school, at night obviously, would be abit cheeky to do it during the day. We were drinking cider (white lightening, Yasss) So, did the whole spinning around whilst downing it thing, ended up pretty drunk, don't remember much, it was a walk to the bus-stop to get the last bus home and some guy had to carry me onto the bus, WHIT A LAUGH. Apparently I made it home in one piece, walked into the living room, and fell face first onto the floor, my mum and dad had a right laugh that night..pretty much loved drinking every weekend after that, especially during the summer holidays, my mum used to find me wandering about the street steaming all the time, pure rebel me.
vicious sid
hey pachuco!
first time? fifteen at a new years eve 3 years ago i think started throwing soda at peoples faces and hugging people i had never seen in my life reeeeeally embarrasiing--'
somehow i'd do it all again
somehow i'd do it all again
P
Perny
Guest
I drank a beer with my half cousin once... We were at a party, and wanted to explore why ppl drank beer. We hated it. Tasted yucky!
Never touched beer since. But I have bought a few Breezers and Smirnoff Ices when I was out having fun at age 16(Yes, danish kids can buy alcohol at age 16 😀 )
Never touched beer since. But I have bought a few Breezers and Smirnoff Ices when I was out having fun at age 16(Yes, danish kids can buy alcohol at age 16 😀 )
November
No wonder you are so hyper
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DarkAvenger
smirnoff is awesome!! :p
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vicious sid
isnt it grea? portuguese kids can too:P
slayerpower
battlestar/veronica lover
I had wine when I was 8 at Jewish camp. I've also accidentally had champagne at a wedding and intentionally had wine at my house and my aunt and uncle's house. All tasted awful!
hannahfngrl26
Captain Forehead
i did all my best drinking from 17 to 21 and now I get hung over so easily I dont really drink at all. Just goes to show what happens when you get old 🙁
T
T.I.P
Guest
J
JenniferAlice
Guest
Amanda Hannigan
black, naughty evil!
I was young when I had my first drink, my Dad would always give me a sip of his beer when he would have one. I got properly drunk for the first time when I was 16, and have since been doing it a lot since then! My Mom doesn't drink at all though, I think I just got too much of Dad's peer pressure lol =)
hannahfngrl26
Captain Forehead
Speaking of alcohol I am totally going to a birthday party tonight and I am sure I will get totally shnaukered. Oh fun times. Man am I going to be hating life tomorrow. Yay for the weekend though 🙂