Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 My experience would be watching a bunch of drunks with my brother, they ran over a motorcycle that belong to another friend in reverse, just as he was boosting to me how it never hit the ground.. lol .. first drink I was a lot older, and found out I could not drink much... the famous table dance ... so, since then I have declined much drinking cuz I made a friend pretty mad that night.. lol So when was yours? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grizzly Dave Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 First drink? Dunno. First good story is as follows... Friend of mine was staying at our house over thanksgiving. I boosted a bottle of something or another out of mom's liquor cabinet, and we spent the morning drinking it. Well, about mid day, mom called us up to turn the turkey over, something about cooking it evenly or some such, so my buddy and I did our best, and rolled it onto the floor, both of us laughing our butts off. Don't recall how old I was, but it wasn't near old enough. Another good one, I was maybe 17, spent the evening with my buddies in a van drinking Bacardi 151 and beer. I managed to be holding the bottle much of the time. Well, we were driving down a fairly busy street and I announce that I had to spit. As I was pretty drunk they figured I had to throw up, so still moving, they slid open the van door and with a buddy on each arm got me to the open door. I proceeded to clear some phlegm from my throat and spit it out. My buddies started laughing and figured I wasn't as drunk as they thought and let go. And I fell out the door of the moving van. At the time I was working at McDonalds, let me just tell you this, the next afternoons shift was not at all pleasant. I thank God that I never hurt myself (other than maybe a broken nose falling down drunk) or anyone else in my foolish drunken youth. I tell people that I drank enough before I was legal that I don't really feel the need to drink much now, and that's about the truth. Grizz Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Author Share Posted January 26, 2011 First drink? Dunno. First good story is as follows... Friend of mine was staying at our house over thanksgiving. I boosted a bottle of something or another out of mom's liquor cabinet, and we spent the morning drinking it. Well, about mid day, mom called us up to turn the turkey over, something about cooking it evenly or some such, so my buddy and I did our best, and rolled it onto the floor, both of us laughing our butts off. Don't recall how old I was, but it wasn't near old enough. Another good one, I was maybe 17, spent the evening with my buddies in a van drinking Bacardi 151 and beer. I managed to be holding the bottle much of the time. Well, we were driving down a fairly busy street and I announce that I had to spit. As I was pretty drunk they figured I had to throw up, so still moving, they slid open the van door and with a buddy on each arm got me to the open door. I proceeded to clear some phlegm from my throat and spit it out. My buddies started laughing and figured I wasn't as drunk as they thought and let go. And I fell out the door of the moving van. At the time I was working at McDonalds, let me just tell you this, the next afternoons shift was not at all pleasant. I thank God that I never hurt myself (other than maybe a broken nose falling down drunk) or anyone else in my foolish drunken youth. I tell people that I drank enough before I was legal that I don't really feel the need to drink much now, and that's about the truth. Grizz Oh, gosh Grizz you have some cool stories.. lol... Question is did ya serve the turkey? lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Buckhorn Woodie Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 My first fits somewhere in this little ditty http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mp6GQimL6D4 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wolfgang, SASS #53480 Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 Living in Chicago . . . my mother was working in the evening (dancing with the Chicago Ballet company) . . . my dad took me to dinner at the famous German Restaurant "The Red Star Inn" . . . having run out of milk . . the German waiters started giving me beer, . . . my dad carried me (passed out) up State Street back to the apartment. Was a good start . . . I guess . ? Ps. I'm told that I was three years old. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grizzly Dave Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 Heck yes, we wiped it off with a clean damp dish towel and put it back in the oven, figured the high temps would kill anything it might have picked up. Another one, at the time I was working at a pizza place, well, if you were washing dishes, you were close to the beer taps, and if you heard the owner coming it was real easy to just dump your beer into the sink full of dishes. So, I spent the evening doing dishes and drinking beer. After that I went to a buddies bachelor party. Wasn't much of a party but they had cases of champagne and I took it on myself to help them kill off as many bottles as possible. It was in someones back yard and the type of deal where we each had our own bottle, or in my case bottles. I vaguely remembered getting sick, and then nothing. Until I woke up and was bouncing around in the back of a truck, my truck, the sun was coming up, and the truck was driving up to a scenic overlook on a nearby mountain. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EE Taft Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 Drunk....Not the first time, but drunk none the less. Playin' football in the middle of main street, New London, Missouri........ As I got drunker, on a bet, I took off runnin' down the street in the buff (naked as the day I was born kinda buff)in the middle of a snow storm, right up the stairs of the court house, then proceeded to the sheriff's department where I was politely told to "put yer DAMN clothes back on, boy!" Needless to say, it was talked about for some time. That's just one of the milder things I've done. but I've settled down now to sippin' tequila from time to time, or a beer now and then. I have finally started to try and act my age. ~EE (I'm only tree years old! ) Taft~ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Author Share Posted January 26, 2011 My first fits somewhere in this little ditty http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mp6GQimL6D4 lol.. darn it EE..s come clean.. wse gotta know the story.. lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chief Rick Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 Very first drink? I don't really remember. I got drunk once in '85 and stayed that way until December '95. Nothing stronger than a very rare dose of Nyquil since then. Don't miss it and hope my kids don't take that path, either. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Author Share Posted January 26, 2011 Living in Chicago . . . my mother was working in the evening (dancing with the Chicago Ballet company) . . . my dad took me to dinner at the famous German Restaurant "The Red Star Inn" . . . having run out of milk . . the German waiters started giving me beer, . . . my dad carried me (passed out) up State Street back to the apartment. Was a good start . . . I guess . ? Ps. I'm told that I was three years old. 3?? Realy??? My dad does not drink.. when I was younger you never brought booze over, but he has mellowed some about it, but he still does nto drink. His father did a bit, and was a bit nutty when he drank.. lol.. Awful young wolfees.. awful young.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Author Share Posted January 26, 2011 Very first drink? I don't really remember. I got drunk once in '85 and stayed that way until December '95. Nothing stronger than a very rare dose of Nyquil since then. Don't miss it and hope my kids don't take that path, either. Oh, my gosh so it was a 10 year party roughly? lol... Some of the stuff I have seen over booze makes me laugh, and scares the heck out of me.. when people are funny I am okay with it.. if someone gets mean, I am the first one out the door.. lol.. Or should I say THRU the door, window, what ever it takes.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Utah Bob #35998 Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 MYOB! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yellowhouse Sam # 25171 Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 Never touched the stuff...I swear! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Author Share Posted January 26, 2011 Heck yes, we wiped it off with a clean damp dish towel and put it back in the oven, figured the high temps would kill anything it might have picked up. Another one, at the time I was working at a pizza place, well, if you were washing dishes, you were close to the beer taps, and if you heard the owner coming it was real easy to just dump your beer into the sink full of dishes. So, I spent the evening doing dishes and drinking beer. After that I went to a buddies bachelor party. Wasn't much of a party but they had cases of champagne and I took it on myself to help them kill off as many bottles as possible. It was in someones back yard and the type of deal where we each had our own bottle, or in my case bottles. I vaguely remembered getting sick, and then nothing. Until I woke up and was bouncing around in the back of a truck, my truck, the sun was coming up, and the truck was driving up to a scenic overlook on a nearby mountain. Ok.. were you in the bed of the truck... or in the cab? lol.. And who was driving.. lol.. You know being a lite weight has not been a great adventure. So, I have to find my thrills on here.. lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grizzly Dave Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 OK, one more. The father of one of my high school buddies was a real estate developer. He owned an old shack of a house that I think was slated for demolition. One night we were in that place drinking beer and found a full face Halloween mask. It should be noted that it was nowhere near Halloween. Well, after a few hours, and even more beers we decided to go to Denny's about 1 AM for some breakfast. We joked around that someone should wear the mask in there, and I was the one that did. About the time that the food showed up, so did the cops who escorted us to the parking lot. It seems that a restaurant had been robbed late one night a few days before by someone in a similar mask. Even though we were underage, we were honest about where we'd been, what we'd been doing and where the mask came from. After what seemed like hours, they let us go back inside. The food was long past cold and the manager refused to replace it, which was the only thing I was really mad about that night. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grizzly Dave Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 I was in the bed of the truck. One of my buddies, who had quit drinking long before I did that night was driving. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Author Share Posted January 26, 2011 I was in the bed of the truck. Oh, my gosh,.. who was driving? You gotta tell the whole story.. lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chief Rick Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 Oh, my gosh so it was a 10 year party roughly? lol... Some of the stuff I have seen over booze makes me laugh, and scares the heck out of me.. when people are funny I am okay with it.. if someone gets mean, I am the first one out the door.. lol.. Or should I say THRU the door, window, what ever it takes.... Looking back on it today (what I can remember) I wouldn't call it a party. I was never really a mean drunk - quite the opposite actually. I wanted to on all the pretty ladies. I can count on one hand the number of times I got really mad after I had been drinking, but I never took it out on anyone else. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Author Share Posted January 26, 2011 Drunk....Not the first time, but drunk none the less. Playin' football in the middle of main street, New London, Missouri........ As I got drunker, on a bet, I took off runnin' down the street in the buff (naked as the day I was born kinda buff)in the middle of a snow storm, right up the stairs of the court house, then proceeded to the sheriff's department where I was politely told to "put yer DAMN clothes back on, boy!" Needless to say, it was talked about for some time. That's just one of the milder things I've done. but I've settled down now to sippin' tequila from time to time, or a beer now and then. I have finally started to try and act my age. ~EE (I'm only tree years old! ) Taft~ EEs.. I am so jeaous of people who could drink.. darn it.. lol... Ya'll have stories for a life time... buff?? lol.. Oh my gosh,.. Too funny.. Never ever share these stories with your children until they are 50, okay? lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Author Share Posted January 26, 2011 Looking back on it today (what I can remember) I wouldn't call it a party. I was never really a mean drunk - quite the opposite actually. I wanted to on all the pretty ladies. I can count on one hand the number of times I got really mad after I had been drinking, but I never took it out on anyone else. people who are fun, usually stay that way I have found.. lol... I have seen some pretty silly stuff as the one person who could still drive cuz she didn't drink.. lol.. It was so funny.. Somehow even when you don't drink if you are around a bunch of silly drunks, you get caught up in it all AND you join in on the funny stuff.. That has been a riot for me.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grizzly Dave Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 EEs.. I am so jeaous of people who could drink.. darn it.. lol... Ya'll have stories for a life time... buff?? lol.. Oh my gosh,.. Too funny.. Never ever share these stories with your children until they are 50, okay? lol Don't be. While many of us have funny stories, there are so many more about tragedies that have happened after people have been drinking. As I said before, I thank God I never seriously hurt myself, or anyone else back in my drunken youth. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Badger Mountain Charlie SASS #43172 Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 I donno, Deja. Alcohol has never touched my lips. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EE Taft Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 EEs.. I am so jeaous of people who could drink.. darn it.. lol... Ya'll have stories for a life time... buff?? lol.. Oh my gosh,.. Too funny.. Never ever share these stories with your children until they are 50, okay? lol This is probably inappropiate but........ One night we're all out partyin' on the farm (who's farm I couldn't say.....but a farm none the less) and had a camp fire goin'. About 2am we decided to make another beer run (20 of us piled into one truck, story for another time) and as we were leavin' one of my buddies said "Hey y'all, we gotta put the fire out." and began relieving himself on the fire...... A bright idea then comes to EE's mind.......Ya see, he was so drunk that his britches had fallen all the way to the ground in the process......... Coffee can of kerosine........ 20 drunks........... Camp fire....... One of us peein' right over top of it....... What do ya think happened? Well, I though it would be a fun to see how high I could make him jump.......... Needless to say it was talked about for some time! On a note to the story, that very dear friend of mine was killed a few years later in a car accident (he was a passenger in a truck with a drunk driver) and at his funeral his wife and all of us were really taking comfort in each others support. It was hard on us all. All the sudden his wife began to laugh and said..........Hmmm, how to put this politely....... She said "ya know, he still didn't have any hair when he died. He kinda got the last laugh........... I miss ya, Mikey. ~EE Taft~ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Captain Bill Burt Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 First drink, well, way back when the earth was still cooling.........can't remember perhaps there's a connection there? I do remember my first sf falling down drunk. Thunderbird, nuff said. I also remember getting hired at the local 7-11 by lying and telling them I was a year older than a really was so I would be 'legal' to sell alcohol. The local Alcohol Beverage Control guy comes in and says, I know you're selling alcohol to minors out of here and I'll be watching. I'm thinking, too bad you didn't think to ask me for MY ID. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Author Share Posted January 26, 2011 Don't be. While many of us have funny stories, there are so many more about tragedies that have happened after people have been drinking. As I said before, I thank God I never seriously hurt myself, or anyone else back in my drunken youth. True.. baccalaureate night I lost two friends and one more injured and one with bumps and bruses in a graduation gift car from daddy... head on drunk accident. For some reason I have been spared a few times I was not in the place that I was suppose to be, or in the car I was supppose to be in, AND ETC.. so lucky.. well yeah.. but still I enjoy the stories, I enjoyed being a part of the action even if I was always the kid who was far to straight.. lol.. They liked me anyhow, and let me play along cuz I love them I guess.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Author Share Posted January 26, 2011 This is probably inappropiate but........ One night we're all out partyin' on the farm (who's farm I couldn't say.....but a farm none the less) and had a camp fire goin'. About 2am we decided to make another beer run (20 of us piled into one truck, story for another time) and as we were leavin' one of my buddies said "Hey y'all, we gotta put the fire out." and began relieving himself on the fire...... A bright idea then comes to EE's mind.......Ya see, he was so drunk that his britches had fallen all the way to the ground in the process......... Coffee can of kerosine........ 20 drunks........... Camp fire....... One of us peein' right over top of it....... What do ya think happened? Well, I though it would be a fun to see how high I could make him jump.......... Needless to say it was talked about for some time! On a note to the story, that very dear friend of mine was killed a few years later in a car accident (he was a passenger in a truck with a drunk driver) and at his funeral his wife and all of us were really taking comfort in each others support. It was hard on us all. All the sudden his wife began to laugh and said..........Hmmm, how to put this politely....... She said "ya know, he still didn't have any hair when he died. He kinda got the last laugh........... I miss ya, Mikey. ~EE Taft~ EE;s in the end the sense of humor, and the fun parts are what you want to remember about your life.. so ya did good.. you really did.. lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deja Vous Posted January 26, 2011 Author Share Posted January 26, 2011 First drink, well, way back when the earth was still cooling.........can't remember perhaps there's a connection there? I do remember my first sf falling down drunk. Thunderbird, nuff said. I also remember getting hired at the local 7-11 by lying and telling them I was a year older than a really was so I would be 'legal' to sell alcohol. The local Alcohol Beverage Control guy comes in and says, I know you're selling alcohol to minors out of here and I'll be watching. I'm thinking, too bad you didn't think to ask me for MY ID. Okay not fair.. lol... The day I turned 21 my step brother took me up to buy a bottle of wine.. I produced my DL and they would not take it.. had to go home to get a birth cert.. ... lol.. I had one taste and he drank it all while I was still getting use to the taste.. lol.. Started driving I was pulled over cuz at 16 I was only about 5,5" took me about two more years to reach my 5/7".. anyhow the officer said oh, man you are the youngest Cushman kid and he decided maybe I was old enought to drive.. lol... We were a legend in our town .. lol.. Well, my oldest brother was anyhow.. lol. I always looked younger and acted like a child.. still act like a child.. lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blackwater 53393 Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 I had my first beer as a six year old. I bugged my father until he gave me a large drink. Still don't like beer. My dad was a LEO and he knew every liquor store operator in town. It was a time long ago and much gentler than today. He would send me to pick up whatever he wanted, and I was never questioned even at age thirteen. I became very popular among upper classmen in high school. Ironicaly, they changed the legal drinking age to eighteen my senior year. I never got a DUI although I no doubt deserved many. One night as I sat at the most prominent intersection in town, the local police sergeant walked up and tapped on the driver's window of my car. It was cold and I rolled the window down a little. He explained that the trafic light only had three colors and I should choose the correct one and move along. He then escorted me home and made sure I got inside the house. As I said it was a different time and things were much more friendly and laid back. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Texas Lizard Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 My experience would be watching a bunch of drunks with my brother, they ran over a motorcycle that belong to another friend in reverse, just as he was boosting to me how it never hit the ground.. lol .. first drink I was a lot older, and found out I could not drink much... the famous table dance ... so, since then I have declined much drinking cuz I made a friend pretty mad that night.. lol So when was yours? Kinda like getting my first -----------...You get the picture... But it was interesting...Slowed down on one...The other I keep up with daily...Improves my out look on life... Texas Lizard Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GunClick Rick Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 Daddy owned a gas station mini mart,free gas free beer,you'll have to tell me??? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Long Branch Louie Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 Very first drink? I don't really remember. I got drunk once in '85 and stayed that way until December '95. Nothing stronger than a very rare dose of Nyquil since then. Don't miss it and hope my kids don't take that path, either. I'm with you Chief Rick, not sure I remember the 1st, but it was a long time sobering up after. Had a lot of fun but had a lot of misery, too. Come March be 20 years sober, and like you, I worry about my daughter when she's older as well. Life's good, aim to keep it that way.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Subdeacon Joe Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 Growing up I was allowed a sip of mom or dads beer or mixed drink if they were having, so I don't recall my first. First time I got tipsy was at their 25th anniversary party when I was about 12 or 13. First time I got really drunk was at about 19. Invited to a New Years party given by a retired gunny and his Japanese wife. That round of toasts caught me by surprise, and sake doesn't taste strong. Fortunately it was only about a mile home on little traveled back roads. In college I did considerable drinking. Now I'll go months without a drink. Then for a few weeks have a drink or two in the evening. Then go back to little or none. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SOUTH-PACIFIC,SASS #59402 Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 me and some shipmates was told to have a nice drive back to bremerton washingto by a portland organ city po. those were some rough days Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Noz Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 I don't remember mine but I remember coming home from the Unit in Germany in 1963. As a new 2nd Lt, I had had my butt chewed by every available officer in the battalion. I sat down on our tiny balcony (German Apartment), leaned back and took a big slug out of a glass with 4 fingers of Scotch. I sat the glass beside me, closed my eyes and contemplated my day. I heard a strange sound beside me and to my horror my 18 month old daughter was gasping for breath after drinking about half of what was left in the glass. She gasped, wheezed, sobbed, nose ran, tears ran for a couple of minutes. She got her self back together, smiled sweetly, looked into my eyes and said "More!" I knew she would be a party girl. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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