Mine was almost 40 years ago when I was 15....somehow me and three of my friends ended up with four cases of Miller High Life. We camped in some woods near our home. OMG! I remember throwing up that night so many times...the walk home the following day was HORRIBLE! I threw up all the way home, I threw up in the shower when I got home. My mom had to have known...I was a wreck! I was sick for two days. The thought of beer for many years made me gag. I have not tasted a Miller High Life since!
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I didn't touch beer or alcohol for a year after that, not because it was a bad experience, but because I was in 5th grade and I also didn't think it was a big deal.
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Not thinking that was enough, I grabbed dad's Lord Calvert and took a few pulls.
If it wasn't for the St. Augustine grass in the front yard, I would have spun off the face of the earth, or so it felt.
Puked and puked and puked.
Didn't drink again for quite some time, and to this day I hate ALL Canadian whiskey. Even Crown. Blech..
Second time, sophomore year, 1-32 oz bottle of old english 800, 4 busch lights later and here we go again.
I was probably between 5 & 7 years old ... hard to tell.
Grandpa would take a water glass 1/2 full of wine, and plop it down.
With a seltzer bottle from the fridge, he'd gave it a healthy spritz.
Dad would say "drink your milk first" ... and I, of course, did.
( Grandpa made wine, and had a barrel of it in the basement. )
Many years later, ...
I figured out why I always fell alseep on grandma's couch.
Disclaimer: I never bought and kids booze, only ho's
Got easier as the nite went on.
I was sick by 2-3am and thruout the next day.
Didn't drink for a couple of years after that.
Little story bout the Doghouse.
Billy Tyner (one of the great kingfish/mackeral gillnet Captains) took on 5 other men in a fistfight at the Doghouse, Billy put up $500 with the bartender and the others put up $100 each.
Billy told them "one at the time or all five, I don't care"
He whooped them all, effing tore up the bar, was a great time..
No popo called, no snowflake whining, just man to man..
I worked for Billy for a few years, was quite the adventure...
RIP Mr. Tyner, thanks for the best (wildest) time of my life.
Took a big gulp one cold winter day.
Felt like I swallowed molten lava.
Felt drunk as all get out.
I was 8 years old.
Never drank moon again. Hate the smell of it.
"Prediction is very difficult, especially if it's about the future." Niels Bohr
Drank a whole pint and threw up violently. I couldn't drink a screwdriver until I was in my 30's, couldn't even get one up to my mouth without retching.
I still get that feeling when i smell 7 tiki rum. BARFFFFFF
Says the leprechaun who is afraid of a gaff...
Just don't care for the stuff.....guess I'm boring, but no regrets.
I never usually drank enough to get drunk. I would drink Rum and Diet Cokes and switch to just Diet Coke after 3 or 4.
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