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Me and my best friend, his older brother and his friend were going skiing the next day. The older brothers friend had a party the night before because he has this theory that he snowboards best if he gets drunk the night before. Now out of that group of 4 I was the only one who had never been drunk. So, my friends older brother and his friend were in Grade 12, so this was a grade 12 party. So, me and my friend and his brother walk in the door and my friends brother yells "HEY EVERYONE! THIS IS THIS GUYS FIRST TIME GETTING DRUNK!!". So within about 45 seconds there is 5 shots of I have no fucking clue in front of me. So i was just like fuck it, drank them all. After I had finished those off, next thing you know some one hands me a half full bottle of tequila and tells me to drink it. I didn't know what it was at this point and and I just drank most of it. I was disgusted by the taste of alcohol at this point and didn't drink anymore for about half an hour. I was feeling pretty good, not drunk at all and the BAM! (This is where my friends had to start telling me what happened. I was all over the place having drinks, talking it up with all these people who were in grade 12 who I had never seen before. Apparently, I made out with a Hot grade 12 chick, which then apparently lead me to making out with 2 other grade 12 chicks. I was having the time of my life. Then the older brother told me it was time to go, and I refused to go for like 2 hours haha. So after they finally got me to go, we went back to my friends house and went to sleep cause we had to be up in 4 hours to drive an hour and a half to the mountain. So I lay down on the couch and the older brother brings me a bucket and says "If you feel like you need to pu-" and then I threw up in the bucket. I woke up 4 hours later and felt like complete and utter shit and went to load my skis in the car and threw up again, but this time it was blood and I was freaking out and thought I was going to die. My friend and his brother just told me to eat something so we went to a gas station to fill up before the trip and I couldn't find anything to eat. So I ended up getting a hot dog and 2 liters of water, Ate and drank it and slept the whole way up to the hill and then as soon as we pulled into the parking lot I threw up my hot dog and it had hot dog chunky's in it. That was the worst day of skiing in my life. Needless to say, best night of my life possibly, worst morning of my life.
And that was the first time I got drunk.