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Originally Posted by -alpha-
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.
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I have a similar story, but I was neither 5, nor was it tequila. But my reactions were the same.
I was 8, and my dad was drinking some banana liquor, and when I was near the table, I got the sweet banana smell. I asked him what it was, and he told me it was a banana drink (he didn't say it was alcoholic or anything - just a banana "drink"). Having never tasted a banana "drink" before, I was intrigued, and before I could ask him if I could have some, he offered his glass to me. I took a huge gulp, and don't really remember if I swallowed or puked it out. My mom and dad had a good laugh.
That's the first time I drank alcohol, but I don't count it as drinking.