I haven't had that shit since high school. Everyone would throw in a buck and we'd all get fucked off one sickly bottle.
Everyone in my high school got their own bottle of boone's farm for a buck. Not as strong as everclear, but everyone knows kids fake being drunk after the first sip anyhow. I loved Firewater myself.
No. It's some kind of ghetto wine, I think. It was the sole reason I quit drinking. Nineteen years old, in Biloxi, MS, I started drinking this grape mad dog... I woke up with my hair in a ponytail, my shirt on backwards and I smelled like rotten bananas. I don't remember what happened in between the first sip and the waking up. Luckily my cookie was unscathed. First time i'd ever passed out like that, could have been the mad dog, could have been a rufee, who the fuck knows. I just decided after that, that drinking to the point of unconsciousness is dumb. Now it's just a beer or two for me during football season. The End.
Haha, sucker! I've never drank enough to stop forming memory (but I've been pleanty drunk). But even shitfaced, I get to a point where I won' t drink anymore. An experience such as yours, Ferine, would have simular lasting effects on me, I think. Though, I do know people who don't seem to mind those black patches in their memory or learning second hand what happened last night.
Gee Ferine that's kind of a sexy story. You should submit it to Penthouse. I know I have a hard on right now. They might give you $50 bucks for it.