First beer I drank was Genny Light. That was all the old man drank before he quit.
First time I was buzzed, it was some brand of malt liquor whose name escapes me. Thing is, we were "crusing" Main Street, had the bottle between my legs, and within five minutes had gotten pulled over by the cops - but I managed to get the bottle stashed and he never noticed.
For my first REAL drunks, I am ashamed to admit that I stole a sh*tload of wine from my (unfortunately, alcoholic) grandfather. There are certain types of wine, certain wines that are more buttery, that still make me a bit weezy when I drink them. I distinctly remember sitting on the ground with my buddy, taking a big swig from the bottle, saying "damn, this is disgusting," then taking another swig. Oh, that and cheap whiskey.