Pished

Pished

How old were you when you first got pissed, where were you and what did you drink? :drunk:

I was about 13 and it was on 1 can of LCL in my uncles back garden one summer night :laugh:

I think the second time was on various alcopops like hooch/wkd etc in a park after my mate had been served with a fake ID - he looked about 12 though which was the funny thing

14 at a family party... me and a couple of others kept stealing beer and punch, i got hammered and kept walking around in a pished daze. eventually my mum found me and sat me in a chair with a glass of fresh orange... only for my cousin to pour vodka in while no one was looking

everyone was saying i would be sick and have a cracking hangover... but i was fine

Can't remember, i've been in some right states since though haha

damn right

About 14 in my mates caravan.

plenty cider.

11, on white wine which I was allowed a few small glasses of on Christmas Day with the meal. What mum didnt realise was that I was topping it up from the bottle every time her back was turned.

The first time I was reeeeeally drunk was aged 15, when me and my friend consumed a bottle of red wine between us, 10 of those small low alcohol beers and then went through my parents liquor cabinet having a swig of everything. Oh, how I spewed. And spewed and spewed. Even to this day the mere smell of red wine (and gin) makes me retch!
Worst of all, my cruel mother told me that I was vomiting up blood and I believed her!!

i was 14 and went to mt first house party

we got kicked out at 8pm for drinking my friends mums Martini

after running riot through chapel house the police caught up with me and my other friends and carted us back to our parents

i got grounded for a month

9 or 10, we stole a bottle of wine.

that was my most hated word as a kid

I got grounded all the effing time

14yrs old. Drank a few bottles of ESP beer that we'd stole from my dads shed with a few of me bessie mates. It probs only took about 4 stubbies

We then moved to drinking cider (White lightning and other nasty shite) at house parties, because it was cheap, when we started to get a little older. That's probably the reason I can't drink cider any more. The stuff may taste awful when warm from a plastic bottle but, it always tasted even worse on the way back up!!

The most pissed and ill i've been as a kid off the drink was off snakebite

I blatantly couldn't handle my drink but was banging the LCL/olde English back for fun thinking i was Billy big balls. I soon became paraletic & eventually spewed all over my uncles garden so my mam had to come and pick me up

She had to keep stopping the car every 2 minutes as the motion was making me worse

I went straight to bed when i got home and woke up feeling totally fine 2 hours later

same here although I somehow got round getting grounded I stayed in constantly for 4 months solid and my parents then decided grounding did not affect me

I have never ever been grounded before!

The first time I got drunk was with my friend lucy when I was 12...nearly 13...some older people bought us half a litre of vodka (although we asked for a quarter) we didn't realise how much it was and we were swigging it straight with no mixer ...safe to say I was very drunk! Got home ...went into kitchen to get some crisps and fell over infront of mum

Possibly the only benefit of drinking lots when you were young. No matter how pissed you were the night before you never seemed to get a hang over.

Now the day after a good sesh your either dead, or nearly there

im surprised you didn’t OD on vodka

I was only grounded once in my life, when I was 10 for telling this lass to fuck off. I didn't even know what it meant I just said it because it sounded cool!

I called my little brother a cunt in front of my mam and dad cos I didn't know what it meant and got really told off

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I was probably about 11/12 years old and my brother was baby sitting me with his bird. We went to the supermarket for food and when we walked past the beer section I asked if I could have some, so he bought me four cans of Carling. I was proper smashed after those!

The 2nd time was at my teachers/waterpolo coach's BBQ about a year later. My parents/teachers watched on and let me learn the hard way about what happens when you drink too much. My parents helped me back home at the end of the party. I don't remember throwing up in their flower bed in the front garden as they opened the door but I do remember my dad cleaning up a 2nd chunder off me as I lay almost passed out in bed.

The only telling off I got was from my dad saying not to drink dregs from other peoples bottles (early signs of addiction)

We only had a quarter each...I don't get THAT drunk off vodka....I had half a litre on the way down to global and wasn't even very drunk...although with wine I feel tipsy after a glass