tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948680.post6818585241254860834..comments2024-01-01T03:41:25.689-05:00Comments on A Life of Adventure: ...Take One Down, Pass it Around, 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall...Toddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04866183958358678898noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948680.post-34514969070678201032007-11-01T20:54:00.000-05:002007-11-01T20:54:00.000-05:00My best friend Trent and I brought the bottles of ...My best friend Trent and I brought the bottles of peach Bartyles and Jaymes that someone had given me out on the boat with us to watch fireworks one 4th of July. I was in high school. I think I ended up pouring the whole bottle in the lake. I thought it tasted like crap.<BR/><BR/>The first really drunk I had was in Fort Worth at Billy Bob's woth Toby Keith playing there live. Two shots of SoCo, and a bunch of rum and cokes later, I really had to think about going up and down stairs. I had a headache in the morning and didn't even feel like eating toast. It was so worth it... I was with my best friend Lori, her husband, and my tool of a boyrfriend. Lori and I hardly even saw the boys that night as we searched the bar for a rea Texan to teach me how to two-step.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11688284144912255749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948680.post-71302328118360845242007-10-31T11:32:00.000-05:002007-10-31T11:32:00.000-05:00I was a freshman college. I went to a party at th...I was a freshman college. I went to a party at the Tuba house (I was a marching band geek, and the Tuba house was as good as a frat house). I has a couple of beers, then a good friend walked me back to the dorm. It was a long way back...<BR/><BR/>My good drinking stories don't really even start until Grad school. Then, they end as quickly as they start for a variety of reasons. LOLRubyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01612710837100147706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948680.post-61603165006252613902007-10-31T10:09:00.000-05:002007-10-31T10:09:00.000-05:00Oh man. The first time? I was 13, I think? And I w...Oh man. The first time? I was 13, I think? And I was at the beach with my cousins riding around in the boat skiing. We drove over to the marina and talked some gnarly looking shrimpers into buying us a case of Natural Light. We then drove around in the boat getting blitzed. I remember one of my cousins barfing off the side. <BR/><BR/>Yeah, we weren't too bright. <BR/><BR/>There are about a zillion other stories like that from my high school days. My body was so not a temple -- it was a carnival ride.Gypsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14327359141716141220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948680.post-59101629638708232402007-10-29T13:38:00.000-05:002007-10-29T13:38:00.000-05:00you're kidding right? I honestly do not "remember"...you're kidding right? I honestly do not "remember" the first time I drank, but like you I have many stories to tell. I wasn't much of a drinker in high school or college per say cause I was an athelete and Didn't drink much during my season. Loved the story. I wish a 15 year old would have went out to the woods with me and drank vodka....HA HA HAAugs Casahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16886987364572084938noreply@blogger.com