The Sad Punk
Blue Crack Addict
Heh, perhaps you could teach me a thing or two about wine while I show you to other booze. You certainly are lectured in it, I mean, you could tell the difference between wines by the age of seven! I still have trouble with that.
When I was underage, it was often the same thing at restaurants. There would be a bottle of wine at the table being shared, and I'd get some, or drink half of dad's beer, whatever. This seems to be the same deal in Europe, which doesn't have the youth binging problems of America.
And yeah, my first drunken episode was before I was at Kindergarten. Always a funny little anecdote to tell. I think I turned out alright, despite it.
Interestingly, my brother (and to some extent, I do) recalls seeing me drinking what appeared to be coke, asked me how it was, to which I replied "It's port! Not coke!". This seems to be like before or around Primary school. My first completely-smashed experience as a teenager also involved port. It always comes back to haunt me!
Still like it, though.
When I was underage, it was often the same thing at restaurants. There would be a bottle of wine at the table being shared, and I'd get some, or drink half of dad's beer, whatever. This seems to be the same deal in Europe, which doesn't have the youth binging problems of America.
And yeah, my first drunken episode was before I was at Kindergarten. Always a funny little anecdote to tell. I think I turned out alright, despite it.
Interestingly, my brother (and to some extent, I do) recalls seeing me drinking what appeared to be coke, asked me how it was, to which I replied "It's port! Not coke!". This seems to be like before or around Primary school. My first completely-smashed experience as a teenager also involved port. It always comes back to haunt me!
Still like it, though.
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Nah, you're posting here. It clearly ruined you for life. 
oh my god.
