The first time you got drunk.....

Started by Lise, Jul 01 06 08:06

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Orik

sober 10 plus years now  im guessing on that sobriety thing  , had 1 mild incedent 2 weeks back had a glass of wine my friend made, whew that stuff left me a bit tipsy, wow . more like scotch than wine i swear it.  anyone want a bottle aproximatly 3.5 gallon left of it.  of very sweet white home made hooch alchohal content i'm guessing is around 15 to 20 percent...

  honestly i may say i drink alot  when ever i get the chance really.  truth is i stick with mostly near beers and low alchohal drinks these days. i rarely have a drink with any alcohal over 4 percent these days. i do not like to lose my self controll via any substance drug alchohal etcetra. my drugs of choice are  cigerettes ( however they are spelt ) and cafine from a cold coke-a-cola or a nice mochachino ...

  so  take it from me if i say im drunk im lieing if i say im stoned id better have just left the hospital or a dentist , cause i dont use recreationally ... used to  not any more .

    ps i cant spell for shit and im to lazy to correct common punctuation and grammatical mistakes. so i may seem drunk or stoned at any given moment. lol .

  ( edit hah i got a top)    
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Lise

Alrighty, Mr. Orik. No probs there. Just had to re-read your paragraphs a couple of times there. At least you're more coherent than say..... EED.
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I was 17 and had a huge fight with my mom.  She insisted I go to my friend's birthday party at a restaurant downtown because she felt bad about our fight.

  It was Valentine's Day and the restaurant was decked out in foil heart shaped balloons.  I grabbed one for myself and hung on to it all night, despite offers of cash for it.

  My friend's mom and dad ordered wine with dinner, and I had some.  I don't know how much I had, but I got wasted.  

  They took me home and my parents' driveway is really steep and it had melted and then frozen, making it a sheet of ice.  My friend and her mom were helping me up the driveway and I fell flat on my face, dragging them down with me, and promptly vomited all over myself.

  They got me to the house, where my friend's mom apologised over and over for my state.  She and my parent's knew each other well, so there wasn't really a huge issue.  I, of course, was utterly pissed and did not even care that I was utterly busted.  Covered in vomit, I pointed proudly at the balloon tied to my wrist and said:

  "This guy offered me dive follars for my bufloon"  *Hic*  "Hee hee"

  My parents put me to bed with a pot nearby, choosing not to battle with the happy little drunk that had been delivered to them.  That night my dad apparently said to my mom "I thought she doesn't drink..."

  To which mom replied "Isn't that obvious?"

  I didn't get in shit.  In fact, the next day they let me sleep quite late, finding humor in my initiation to wine.

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