When I was 17 I had 3 bottles of cider the day before I was due to start back college. I felt ok after them so me and my cousing bought a bottle of Morgan Spiced and I apparently drank most of it - not that I remember much of that! Apparently I could barely stand and I fell off the little bridge we had been hanging around.
The next thing I knew it was 6am the next morning, where I found myself lying ontop of my bed still fully dressed. I made college but haven't been so fucked in all my life....
But I've just remember one night when I was 16 where I had some friends over who I hadn't seen for months! We sat and drank about 6-10 beers each before I brought out a bottle of Raki which I had bought while I was on holiday in Turkey. We all had a shot each but my mates wouldn't touch the stuff cos they said it tasted like paint stripper. So since I was 16 and pretty drunk I felt the need to prove myself as a good drinker so I started daring myself to take bigger and bigger drinks of teh raki. I ended up finishing the bottle myself to teh amazement of my friends but a a huge price - I was really fucked for about 7 days afterwards
