The first time I got drunk was at a family oyster roast. None of the adults knew I was drinking until I started puking. It’s been a while ago now, but I vividly remember how sick I was, hugging the toilet and telling myself I’d never drink again. Yeah, I definitely broke that promise…many times.
Never been drunk…I always thought that getting drunk should not be the point of drinking. I got buzzed and a little giggly on some Bicardi silver once about 12 years ago. Tasted like sprite. Since mom chug-a-lugged (a few days out of the week) while knocked up with me, I think I’m a little weak to alky. I got buzzed on just 2 glasses.
First time I got drunk (had alcohol before, but never got drunk), I was at a party. End of the night, I puked. Woke up, puked again. Had a huge hangover. Not much of a story.
My friend on the other hand…
He got shit drunk. And it was hilarious. He was rambling about random shit. It was kinda quiet at one point and then he turns to me and says, “I got a confession to make. I’m in love with Ashley.” Me and my other buddies just started busting up because it was out of the blue.
The highlight of the night was when he had to take a piss, but didn’t want to go inside the house. So he went to the corner of the yard to piss in the bushes. He loses balance and stumbles to his knees. While pissing. He puts his hand on the ground to prevent himself from falling. It lands in his own piss. Realizing where his hand is, he quickly raises his hand. Then loses his balance and falls on the grass.
i don’t remember the first time i got legitimately drunk, but the first time i actually do remember involved 2 skinny bottles of smirnoff twist. me and 2 of my boys killed them and then i had to walk home with with one of them about 15 blocks. it was the summer before college and we laid down on the pavement bcuz the concrete was cool and then started walking, periodically stopping to sit down lol…at 3AM. don’t know how we didn’t get stopped/arrested/robbed.
now every time i drive down west side ave super late at night it seems crazy to me that we made that walk without incident so many times considering what a fucking cess pool the area is.
my first time was at a news years party, I threw up there, threw up on the way home, and threw up at home. i almost passed out sitting on my toilet seat but some how managed to get to bed 
It was at my friends house when I was 16. My friends dad bought us a bottle of Tequila because he was a responsible adult. I thought I was top dog and started chugging like an idiot. I ended getting sick while we were watching my friends dad’s band. He was in the middle of playing some Tom Petty tune and I just hurled.
Hey, has this thread evolved into non-drinkers vs. drinkers, yet?
Well, I never drank, so I’ve never gotten drunk.
The first time i got drunk, i was bowling. And i didn’t even realize what i was that drunk. And out of nowhere, i just busted out laughing. Nothing even happened. I just started laughing. And i kept talking to everyone with my eyes closed. Whenever i wasn’t talking my eyes were open, but when i started talking it was like i HAD to close my eyes to talk. I threw up once that night. My head didn’t stop hurting until like 6pm the next day lol
I don’t really remember what I drank or did, but I know it was my first day of college. Me and a few dudes hit it off after talking for a few minutes and one of them was 21, so he bought. It was pretty cool. Now I’m an alcoholic and drown myself in the bottle daily.
Not enough non-drinkers on this site.
LOL, scandalous.
No fucking idea. Was maybe 16 or 17 and very probably puked my fucking guts out
20? you’re still young as fuck. But seriously…who gets drunk for the first time when they are 20? i was 14. Same story as anyone probably…went out with the guys hung around the beer store and got some grinder to buy us a case then went and got drunk in the woods, then walked around town causing shit.
I was twenty when I started the thread. That may or may not have been two years ago.
i dont remember what one came first but i drank with some bum-like situation with a guy in college hanging out in front of buildings in the evening/late night.
also drank at a fraternity party.
i dont know which one came first.
but getting DRUNK? that woud be at the frat party where navigating stairs became difficult.
I remember some…I remember me and the toilet thinking hard on who was going to throw up on whom
who the hell searched up a thread from 2 years ago. regardless 22 is still young.
at one of my bests friends birthday. 15 years old. almost a whole liter of bacardi & a whole of of joints and blunts. i played the exorcist, the vomit went at least a yard ( a meter and a half) right through my fingers. that was the birth of the stain that was there for the next 3 years that they stayed in the appartment. i still remember when people first visited the house and went in the living room. right after opening the living room door, a green dark spot on the ground with a diameter of around a meter. if i was there as well, hed point my way.
anywayz after vomiting in the living room (couldnt make it to the bathroom, my hand wasnt strong enough to stop the vomit from breaking through my fingers and shooting the vomit like in the exorcist), i vomited some more in the sink and in the bathroom. had to clean the sink and luckily for me somebody else cleaned the living room. after fucking up the sink and living room i finally did what a smart person would do, vomit in the toilet and flush. than proceeded to finishing the last bit of the bacardi bottle. (in the beginning i was filling my glas 25% bacardi, 75% coke. after beocming drunk it went to 80% bacardi and 20% coke. that last blunt really did it).
I was 17 and at a friend of a friend’s house where they were playing poker. A couple of Coronas later and I’m flipping over the back of a couch, playing with little kid toys on the floor, and hitting on two hot girls with my now famous line “I have a queen sized bed.” Also pissing over a fence in the backyard.
I was at a friends birthday party and another friend kept pouring out shots and telling me to drink them or they’d be wasted. (Had already had a few so it seemed like a logical argument at the time)
The thing that ended up wasted by the end was me, couldn’t even stand for most of the night.