I've had this
my 20th birthday, but it was only a half pint one. I necked it in one, and was immediately very, very drunk. While I was relaxing, my girlfriend dropped a pint one on the table - same stuff, plus 'donations' from around the bar. I politely declined, only to be told "You'd better fucking drink it, I just paid a tenner for that"

My last memory of that night is saying "I'm not drinking this til after this song, cos I like this song...and I plan to pass out after drinking this."

Oh, and it cost her another £50 for the taxi after I'd copiously lined the interior with fresh, chunky vomit. That taught her.
(bblgoose, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 12:18, Reply)