First time being drunk experiences

First time drinking my friend and I were at is lake house. When it got late we each took a few beers, then proceeded to get more ambitious. Our fathers had always bonded over Jameson's Irish Whiskey, and we found a nearly full bottle. Eager to jokingly imitate our dads, we each poured up. After pouring, there were two inches left in the bottle. I pretty much drank nearly a pint glass of jameson's. Proceeded to get super drunk, which was really fun and a crazy experience. I was pissing like every 10 min, and was just running around the campfire rolling around doing ridiculous shit. Before you know it we find ourselves in the tent on our cots and I can't even keep the cot upright, and flip over. soon after that I got nauseous and began throwing up, and continued to do so from about 3:30AM to 9:00 AM. Was sick all next day. Blah. Now I can't even smell jameson's without gagging and that was four years ago when I was 15.
 
I'd drank a little before this, but my first time being drunk was when I had just turned 14 at my best friend's older sister's 21st birthday party. Started out fun but got weird when a guy named Benny kept trying to feed me drinks and bring me upstairs.
 
First time drinking a lot was at a friends birthday party. We planned on getting drunk with the girls than after they left camping out in his back yard. To start off the night my friend and I smoked a blunt and took shots of grain.

Later that night I finish my fifth of brunettes and drank jungle juice, which was amazing. I started talking to one girl and when she left I kept calling her and left a lot of embarrassing voicemails.

After that my other friend and I thought it would be a good idea to go destroy this girls mailbox that we don't like. So we head down the street and decide to get a couple practice mailbox's in so we are good at smashing them when we get there. We end up smashing every mail box on a dead-end street.

We end up getting caught by the neighbors son because he heard our friend yelling our names to try and get us to come home. In the morning I left early hungover as shit and reffed a soccer game. Luckily I didn't have to eexplain what happened to the cop that morning when he came but I did have to pay my friend to fix all the mailboxes we smashed. This weekend im still hearing new things that my friend said I did, apparently I hooked up with the girl that I called a lot that night and don't remember any of it.
 
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