Prior to my 21 st Birthday I wasn’t really a drinker. Hell, on my 21 st Birthday I bought a keg that I never drank from.
This is the story of the first time I got really really drunk.
I was probably 22 before I started to really partake in the pleasures of going out to a bar with friends
and having a few drinks. I didn’t have a taste for beer yet, so most of my drinks consisted of overpriced cider or Jack Daniel’s sippers. Usually these would leave me with a nice buzz but was followed up with a horrible headache in the morning from a shit ton of sugar. Soon though, I discovered Tequila. Oh Tequila how I love you. Margaritas were my new ‘go to’ drink anytime we would go out. I could drink 2, 3 even 4 Margaritas and not get completely hammered; it was a weird, but a great thing.
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AuthorShawn McGovern grew up on a farm 15 miles from Toledo OH. His life long dream is to one day visit that magical city and tell all of his friends about it. Archives
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