My best drinking story is one told to me by my parents, because I don't even remember it. See, it was actually my birthday party in which I got very drunk. Also, I was 2
So apparently these old boomers thought "Oh it's only one tiny sip, she'll be fine. doesn't matter that she's 2", but they all had that same idea, and after a few "one tiny sips" I was one tiny drink toddler. Thanks mom and dad. Probably didn't help my brain develop very well :/
Anyway, that's the best drinking story I have because I don't drink. Not even because of this; I just don't much care for the taste or the feeling, so yeah
My best drinking story is one told to me by my parents, because I don't even remember it. See, it was actually my birthday party in which I got very drunk. Also, I was 2
So apparently these old boomers thought "Oh it's only one tiny sip, she'll be fine. doesn't matter that she's 2", but they all had that same idea, and after a few "one tiny sips" I was one tiny drink toddler. Thanks mom and dad. Probably didn't help my brain develop very well :/
Anyway, that's the best drinking story I have because I don't drink. Not even because of this; I just don't much care for the taste or the feeling, so yeah
In my case it was the discovery of a leaking wine cask on top of the fridge
How'd you get on top of the fridge?
I didn't. Leaking liquid + Gravity
😅 makes sense. Clearly the toddler-aged alcohol poisoning is having its effect on my brain
Missed the lesson on gravity while you were in rehab at 4.
whenever I visit my parents there’s a photo on the fridge of when I was the toddler at an open bar wedding.
Just a lil guy all dressed up and reaching into the wine cooler 🥲
I’ve been told after the photo was taken I was stopped.
Rub it in how you had responsible guardians XD
Emphasis on been told. There a few in the family that have given differing accounts.
😬