I can't remember my first drink, my dad brought me up tasting grog because he believes if u start your kids drinking at home then their curiosity will be fulfilled and then there will be none of this sneaking around "expirmenting" bullshit... and it worked. And i will point out for all you smart asses that he DID NOT use the same method to stop his kids doing the same with sexual activities and such
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I have always known too much to be stupid enough to have to learn the hard way with these things, thus leaving me with no 'bad at the time but made for a great story' stories.
But i do get pissed easy, but i don't drink fast enough to get shitfully shit faced.
Anyway heres a little story that was funny at the time, for me anyway, and involves metal...
Well me and me 3 mates went camping some towns away at a beach, 2 of them brang their gfs. I got on the piss and was feeling pretty happy by the time we got there. Me and my mate who didnt have a gf agreed we would sneak off when everyone went to bed cos it was gay for us and we didnt want to lay in a tent together listening to the others sex all night
So after eating sausages cooked with tomato sauce for oil we all went to bed. We chucked everything in our tent, packed it up and snuck off and chucked in the car. Then me mate told me to go get the big ass esky, so i tripped over every hazardous stick on the ground carrying this big ass esky to the car making a right old racket. I chucked it in and we took off laughing our asses off and heading home for a party.
We got to this party and things weren't working out for me mate so he wanted to leave, i said yeah i'm staying and grabbed me bag which was open out of the car and me cds fell out and went down a drain. Thinking FUCK ME CDS i ripped this big concrete slab off the drain with one hand and started foreging for them. Me mate took off in his car, and ran over 2 cds i didnt see under his car before... (but the cds themselves survived
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Anyway after that bullshit i went to get back to the party, ow yeah time to have fun! and everyone began to leave... So i ended up walking a few ladies home and a lot more kms home.
Not the greatest story but meh. I always walk great distances home when i drink, do yous do this also? and do you ever do things that would be difficult sober like lifting that heavy ass concrete drain lid?