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Hmm, the FIRST time I ever drank any alcohol has some bearing as to why I starting drinking later than most people. When I was 5 or so, I noticed my dad drinking something at the table. I asked him what it was, he responded "ie tequila", which roughly translates to "it's tequila". My dad's never been one to protect me from hurting myself, so he asks me if I'd like to try some. Now, I trust my dad, he kinda raised me and stuff, right? He wouldn't hurt me. As the shotglass filled up, he gave it to me, and showed me how to take it down in one hit. Now that doesn't work so well when you're 5 and the most hardcore tasting thing you've ever tried is pixie sticks with pepsi. When I try the same thing, at first I thought, wow, how could anyone drink this, and then I thought, wow, I need to puke....NOW....and so the a nice trail of puke from where I was standing to the kitchen sink was made, my mom slapped my dad over the back of the head, and I had to stop the ceiling from moving for the next hour. Moral of the story: don't take tequila without lime and salt.