Way waaaayyy back.....
Many many years ago, before the wonderful world of alcoholic beverages had become a mundane and oft-visited place, the lure of it's bright lights and crazy sounds were all but too much for the budding bag that was me.

My parents, like most other people, had a little stash of booze hidden away in a "safe" place where neither myself of my little cohorts could get to it. Or so they thought.

Our plan was almost genius in it's simplicity:

A:- Wait until my parents were out.
B:- Drink all their vodka.

We awaited the optimum moment then struck. Unfortunately, this is where the plan backfired. Perhaps vodka was a little ambitious for a beginner drink, and we could only manage one each before giving up and feeling ill. This was perhaps more understandable on my friend L's part however, as when I prepared all the rest of us a lovely strong vodka and coke, I had given him a glass of cola with half a tin of air freshener sprayed into it.

My face was too screwed up to laugh as he finished it off in one gulp.
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Thu 18 Sep 2008, 19:00, Reply)