I think it was a bottle of Miller draft, dad let me have a sip when I was 15 or so. It tasted so gross I stayed away from beer and alcohol until well into my 20’s, I just couldn’t understand why people drank that stuff.
Eventually realized not all beer tastes the same haha.
Like most US teens: Stolen beer.
Ahem. Illegally purchased beer. Thank you.
To this day, I always wonder about the boots who actually bought stuff for my crew of teenaged degenerates. We almost always cold approached strangers around the liquor store, and always found at least one person within (on average) 30 minutes.
It was actually kinda rare for someone to take a cut too (though did happen occasionally). I know I don’t fuck with that as an adult now, the fines are pretty severe (and were back then too).
Sips of beer when I was a kid.
Or if you mean for real, a shot of vodka that did not stay down.
Wine. Red wine.
I was still a little kid and tasted it from my granddad’s glass, just a sip. I begged to be allowed to taste it, as I wanted to do like all the grown ups were doing. I hated the taste. That changed as I grew older.
Nowadays, approx the same age my granddad was back then, I don’t drink wine anymore but I certainly don’t hate the taste ;)
Yukon Jack at 14.
Fucking disgusting.
My cousins and I made some drink one year at a New Years party when we found ourselves alone in the kitchen. I don’t remember the booze, but we mixed it with juicy juice. I was 12. I sipped the cup being passed around us 6-7 cousins, but none of us drank enough for effect.
Two years later it was yukon jack with friends. I remember falling asleep in the park.
The first time I got “wasted” I was 17. I don’t fucking remember what we were drinking. I do remember I party fouled the bowl of weed being passed around though lol
Vodka with orange juice I think
Sips of beer from my parents when I was a child.
Champagne in Reims when i was 12 Was good. But i dont drink alcohole in anything
Budweiser in the middle of the night at a party on the shore of Lake Cumberland in Kentucky.
The party was great, but the “beer” was so thoroughly disgusting that I have not drunk it since and that was 35 years ago.
Life is too short to drink bad beer.
At seventeen, I drank several beers to see if I could get used to the awful taste. The answer turned out to be “no”. It put me off alcohol for life.
I have tried various a lot of different drinks, but I have never found anything alcoholic that I actually like. I am now in my 60’s and I’m perfectly happy with not drinking.
I’m in my middle 50’s. There are alcoholic drinks I do like, but Miller and Budweiser and not among them. The wife and I will have wine, typically a Malbac or Chianti, with dinner a few times a month, then I’ll use the rest of the bottle to cook with. My local liquor store has a great selection of beers that you can mix and match. I usually pick up a 6 pack, especially when Dopplebocks are in season. A local brewery here has a “Dark Dopplebock” that is really good. Those 6 will sit in my fridge over the next several months until I slowly get to them.
Grandad let me have a taste of whiskey when I was a kitten, maybe five or six. I didn’t like it.
Mom took me on a vacation to NYC a few months after my 21st birthday. Had a rum&coke during an off-Broadway showing of Spamalot. It was acceptable.
Sorry i am no english native speaker… Did you have rum and cocain or rum and coca-cola?
The latter. Not even coca-cola gets to have cocaine in it anymore.
Beer if you count the sip my dad gave me as a toddler.
Plum rice wine if you count my first real underage drinking experience.
My first legal drink was rumple minze.
Bad decisions all around.
A half pint of Smithwick’s in The Long Dock in Carrigaholt, Co. Clare, Ireland, in the late 90s. I was 14. It was glory in a glass.
7 or 8 shots of vodka on my 15th birthday. I was pretty sure the hangover was going to kill me…
I had a sip of beer or wine here or there as a kid, but my first “real” drink was shitty vodka mixed with grape juice. Tasted like cough syrup. I was 18, very depressed, hanging out with friends, and up to make poor decisions.
Later that night I had one mouthful of “Natural Ice” and poured the rest down the sink at some house party we managed to wander into. Don’t know how something can taste like skunk and watered down piss at once, but they made it happen.
Shocked I drank much at all after that mess of a night. Now I know that I have a recessive genetic liver condition, so no more booze for me, outside of small sips of whatever new craft beer the wife has found.
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