Jump to content
TSM Forums
Sign in to follow this  
Guest kingkamala

When you were a little tyke.....

Recommended Posts

Guest kingkamala

Ah this thread is just setting up for some cheesy punchlines any way let's cut to the chase? When you were a little kid did you ever accidently take a sip of alcohol/booze/goof juice? Back when I was 3 I drank a few gulps of my Dad's Pabst Blue Ribbon thinking it was soda, I eventully threw up. I also drank some Bud later on thinking it was juice with seltzer water. When I was 8 I drank almost a whole glass of Rum and Coke because I thought it was regular Coca Cola. I thought to myself" Something tastes different about this coke" and proceeded to almost down the whole thing before my dad stopped me. Damn him! Finally when I was 10 I drank a full shot of Tequilla on a table, I didn't know what it was and I thought What the Hell? I downed the whole the thing pretty fast and I got sick and threw up in a nearby trash can. Anybody have any stories like mine?

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest AlwaysPissedOff

I swigged a can of my uncle's Keystone beer when I was like 6 during a family reunion. I had no fuckin' clue what it was til I looked at the can again later.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest Texas Small Arms 09

Accidently....No

 

On purpose, OH HELL YEAH :cheers:

 

Spoken like a true Texan

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest Ravenbomb

accident nothin', for a few years my dad let us have a Jack Daniels lemonade on New Year's eve, other than that I wouldn't drink anything that I didn't immdediately recognize, and nothing that was already open that I myself didn't set down, so there's not much room for accidentally drinking anything

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest Incandenza

My dad gave me some of his Bud when I was six or so. It's amusing to think how much I hated it then, given my crippling alcoholism now.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest Flyboy

When I was about 5 or 6, my grandfather gave me some of his Bud. I hated the stuff then and I can't stand it now.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest papacita

My dad used to give me a taste of beer every now and then when I was like 3 up until I started liking it a bit too much and my mom got pissed. From what I was told, my brother accidentally downed a glass of liquor when he was little and got messed up.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest Lord of The Curry

I grew up in an Irish Catholic family so there was always a pint of beer lying around to be sipped on.

 

My little brother drank some of my uncles bloody ceaser when he was young and proceeded to scream bloody murder about how his tongue was on fire. He deserved it.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest saturnmark4life

apparently on my first christmas, i wouldn't shut up so my parents laced my milk with rum to put me to sleep. Heck, it worked.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest phoenixrising

When I was younger I took a can of beer out of the fridge and brought it to my room. I thought it was soda cause it was in the soda place, and when I drank it I wondered why the soda seemed stale or something. Then I realized it was beer.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest phoenixrising

When I was younger I took a can of beer out of the fridge and brought it to my room. I thought it was soda cause it was in the soda place, and when I drank it I wondered why the soda seemed stale or something. Then I realized it was beer.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest CoreyLazarus416

When I was about 3, my parents and sister and I were out shopping for food. My mother was having a beer, and it was in a cozy, so you couldn't read the label (at the age of 3, I already knew what the Budweiser label was). We got back from shopping, and I was real thirsty, so I walked over to the kitchen table, and saw a can in a cozy. Thinking it was soda, I picked it up and took a sip as my mother yelled "NO!"

 

I spit it all up, and then asked what it was. My dad told me it was beer, and then my mother cleaned up the beer with a sponge and told me to never drink anything when I didn't know what it was.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Create an account or sign in to comment

You need to be a member in order to leave a comment

Create an account

Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!

Register a new account

Sign in

Already have an account? Sign in here.

Sign In Now
Sign in to follow this  

×