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Related: Culture Forums, Support ForumsMy first drunk.
I was probably 14.
By myself, in my bedroom. Playing the Mothers of Invention "Burnt Weenie Sandwich" album on my portable record player while sitting cross-legged on the gray carpet in my bedroom. Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill "Wine". I remember getting confused because I wasn't feeling any different. So I started chugging it. I think I went through 2 bottles. Then I became non-functional, unable to walk a few feet to the bathroom, and projectile vomited all over the rug, similar to the pea soup scene in The Exorcist. I remember I kept playing this song over and over:
cayugafalls
(5,640 posts)MD20/20 for High school teens. I remember it well along with Annie Green Springs.
It is good that your first drunk was at home and that you threw up (possibly avoiding alcohol poisoning).
I'm not brave enough to talk about mine as it was not nearly as fun a story.
I thought I remembered that song...
happybird
(4,604 posts)Or Da Snow Beak, in teenaged drunkese
Nice and refreshing... till you puke.
pansypoo53219
(20,969 posts)only tipsy twice. 2nd. it was 2 drinks Plus a hay fever pill. otherwise i feel nothing from 2 drinks.
same age range, chugged a bottle of Apple flavor and then ran a mile or two. somehow got home and pretty much followed your same protocol.
yankeepants
(1,979 posts)Wicked Blue
(5,831 posts)hunter
(38,310 posts)It was at a wrap party and I was deeply uncertain about where my life would go next. I threw up neatly in a trash can.
Before that I once drank too much tequila in Tijuana and woke up on the floor next to a motorcycle in some stranger's San Diego apartment. My traveling companions had dropped me off there for safekeeping. I don't remember crossing the border but I don't think I got sick.
That was a long time ago. My girlfriend at the time had a girlfriend who had started drinking when she was ten. I didn't know it then but she'd been sexually abused by her stepfather. She was always drunk by the time she was sixteen. She got involved with a college housemate's stupid fundamentalist Christian church and ended up trying to kill herself in our bathtub. It was just me and her and one of the worst weekends of my life.
She later got clean (but not before things got much worse) and ended up marrying my girlfriend. Of course gay marriage wasn't legal then, but they were married nevertheless.
sarge43
(28,941 posts)Decorating yourself and surroundings is merely a preview of coming attractions.
The Velveteen Ocelot
(115,670 posts)it was on a pernicious mixture of cherry Kool-Aid and 151-proof rum. I found myself curled up on the floor around a dorm toilet all night, occasionally raising myself up just far enough to call Ralph on the big white phone.