Sometime in the summer before my freshman year of high school, but I honestly don't remember the exact situation. I only drank about 3 times a year all through high school though. Never during basketball season because I didn't want to risk getting caught and thrown off the team.

Sophomore year of high school. Few of my friends managed to snag up some King Cobra 40 oz. Ended up puking all over the front door just before making it outside...

O-Trap;717330 wrote:

Awesome, and it's still there.

No idea, but it involved mad dog

High and drunk in 5th grade?? lol wtf???

I hope DLazz shares his first drinking story....

Since he won't tell it, I will...
It was the summer after we graduated, at Wertzstock (a huge town party which crams hundreds of people onto this huge country property) DLazz was going through a rough break-up, so he had some Jaeger to get through it. Well after drinking most of the bottle, shot after shot, he eventually ran out of Dr. Pepper as a chaser and started using Bud Light!...DLazz is also like 150lbs and had never drank in his life probably. Well he ended up blacking out on the property and the squad was called, and he was taken to I think Good Sam where he ended up getting his stomach pumped. I think Brett ended up going to his dad's house in the middle of the night and knocking on the door to tell him that DLazz was taken to the hospital.

I drank a beer or two growing up but my first time getting drunk was my junior year in high school. I had 9 buds sitting around a camp fire and was pretty ripped but surprisingly didn't puke. Nine budwiesers would give me a good buzz now so I performed like a champ.

Rotinaj;717445 wrote:High and drunk in 5th grade?? lol wtf???

Its not good when your friends all have older brothers. It wasnt like it was frequent. Didnt get high again till 8th grade and didnt drink again till Freshman year of HS regularly (I think like 4 time between)

Pick6;717028 wrote:damn.

Couldn't be happier.

september63;717030 wrote:If that is true, people can go to jail for that shit. Its called child abuse, or neglect.

No shit dude... But it help a bit if "the offender" was a former police chief and mayor wouldn't it? His name was Leon Bailey and he was the former police chief of Dillonvale Ohio as well as the Mayor. He had a bit of "pull" and it kept him out of jail. My dad did stick a gun to his head though... Was going to kill him until my step mom begged him not to. Glad he didn't because that bastard suffered and suffered and suffered. I laugh at how much he suffered because it makes me feel happy.

ccrunner609;717891 wrote:Kyle rape him?

He wasn't there, actually. You know how Kyle would like to disappear for 90% of the Summer on some random family vacation.

Never been.

sonofsam;718060 wrote: My dad did stick a gun to his head though... Was going to kill him until my step mom begged him not to. Glad he didn't because that bastard suffered and suffered and suffered. I laugh at how much he suffered because it makes me feel happy.

Karma's a bitch

7 years old, shot up some heroin.

Last day of my freshman year of high school. I lived in a small town and waaaaay out in the middle of nowhere there was "the property". We would go there, camp out, ride four wheelers, etc. I had some Boone's Farm Strawberry Wine and got a good buzz...not really drunk and I definitely didn't puke. After that I drank probably 3 or 4 times a month.

I actually got alcohol poisoning shortly after going away to college. Pretty dumb considering I had been drinking for 3 years already and hardly ever got to the point of puking. I didn't drink again for an entire year. Now I black out on a regular basis.

Yeah, i started getting high on the Marijuana when i was 14. I didn't get drunk until freshman weekend at college.

september63;716940 wrote:Im calling BS. No one can drink 2 liters of wine coolers and 12 beers on their first time out of the gate.

The 12 might be an excageration. I had a twelve pack at my disposal and I don't know how many I got through.

friendfromlowry;717517 wrote:Good Sam where he ended up getting his stomach pumped. I think Brett ended up going to his dad's house in the middle of the night and knocking on the door to tell him that DLazz was taken to the hospital.

It was Miami Valley, and I didn't get my stomach pumped.