Tell us about your 21st Birthday

[Tin4]

My Dad gave me $100 bucks just for drink and told me if I didn't spend it all I would have to give him the change (encouraguing over consupmtion if you read that correctly).

Long story short is ended up with Tx and I stumbling around a south Austin Bar ( The Backroom)waiting for his future wife to pick us up because we were hammered.



Good times.

 

[Rockn_M]

For my twenty first, my then girlfriend brought three other girls to my apartment. Yea, it was that kind of party. I didn't go out.

Pictures or it didn't happen.

 

[JonM]

My bday is right before Christmas, so many of my friends were still taking exams or had already gone home. I rounded up a couple buddies and went bar hopping on the big bar street by campus where we just got pitchers of beer and shot pool.

All was going well until we ran into a BIG group of my older brother's buddies (my bro was still taking exams in grad school out of state) and they all said "Hey, Jonny! It's your 21st? Let me buy you a shot!" Last shot I remember was "The Helen Keller." Bartender closes her eyes, grabs four random bottles and pours them into a glass, and bottoms up. All in all it was a fun night.

 

[TheMadKing]

I was older than all my friends. I waited until midnight, bought beer for me and my roommate, and played KOTR until 3 a.m while drinking.

 

[Mismost]

US ARMY, buddy and I got off duty, headed for the barracks and he gave my birthday present....a fifth of Wild Turkey 101 and said we drink this now...we did, John Wayne style, straight from the bottle. Then I pulled out the fifth I had been saving and we drank it with a few other buddies. Then we bounced around the barracks drinking every bodies whiskey up. Never made it to the mess hall, no supper, pretty empty stomach...well don't remember much after that. Do remember an extra hard PT the next morning....I would have puked but my head hurt way too bad. Also remember the extra duty....seems we caused a few minor scuffles as well beating each other senseless. Hang over lasted about a week.

Have never drank like again since. But it was being drunk that caused drinking like that.

The guy with three girlfriends, wins in my book!

 

[NateLTB]

I was older than about half of my friends so one buddy drank with me while another buddy drove us around. Started at a restaurant I used to work at with a couple of rum and cokes that the bartender made extra strong since it was my birthday. After that I remember dinner with my parents at a local Mexican food place where my step-dad kept getting me tequila poppers to go with my drinks I was having. I vaguely remember the bowling alley after dinner. I am told that I may have passed out in one of the gutters of our bowling lane.

 

[treacheroustexan]

Got kicked out of the bowling alley (which was connected to the hotel we stayed at) for buying beer for a few of my underage bud. Only two years ago... oh and broke my iphone.

 

[madscientist451]

I wish I could remember.

 

[TechyDork]

I was the youngest in my group of college buddies. We all lived in a house together, i think 6 of us, just off campus. One of my roommates woke me up that morning before class with a Natty Lite in his hand. They then "made" me stop by the house between every class for a beer. Let's just say the afternoon classes were interesting.

Then we had a small gathering at our place for dinner, ok the entire soccer team and anyone else that happened to walk by. Had a keg of Natty Lite, I know... I know. Then headed to the bar district for proper drinks. I vaguely remember a lot of jack daniels and jim beam shots.

The night ended with my buddy standing in the middle of the road with his pants around his ankles and peeing in a circle yelling "anyone that enters the circle of death has to fight me!" Took 5 of us to get him in the back of a two door honda.

Pretty sure we finished the keg the next day for breakfast, or lunch... maybe both.

Man that was over 10 years ago, good times.

 

[GHBWNY]

Not proud to say that by the time I hit the legal drinking age of 18, I was already somewhat of a veteran...

 

[Homercidal]

I can't remember.

And not in a "I had such a good time I blacked out and can't remember" kind of way.

In a "I was so boring my 21st birthday was just about like any other day." kind of way.

But I want to live vicariously through Fedora's 21st...

 

[Hello]

I went to Vegas.

 

[Homercidal]

I went to Vegas.

What happened in Vegas??

 

[Gonefishing]

I got home from Viet Nam six days before I turned 21. I was far too tired to party.

 

[Hello]

What happened in Vegas??

Stayed in Vegas.

 

[TheCADJockey]

I was the youngest of our group of friends, so everyone was able to participate on my birthday.. those who showed up, at least. We went to the local college bar, now realizing it was a horrible choice but it didn't matter at that time.

- We had a few beers
- A round of jagerbombs
- A pitcher of guiness chugging contest (wtf?)
- Ordered chicken wings to be delivered back to my apartment
- Started walking back to apartment, things are hazy at this point
- I made snow angels in the middle of Main St.
- My friend ran out to grab me, slipped and busted his nose on the street

Once we were back at my place, we sat on the porch roof having a few more beers and cigars. The rest of the night was spent there, listening to the symphony of college kids getting home from frat parties, throwing up on trees in their lawns. The night ended for me, there on the roof. After some time travelling, I woke up the next morning on my bedroom floor in shorts and combat boots with a Coors light box on my head and a black eye. I miss college.

 

[alphaomega]

Skäll y'all!

Sorry to interrupt the antics, just gotta ask what's up with this? Do you mean skål?

 

[FirstAidBrewing]

yes, but I am not up to speed on my diacritics

 

[alphaomega]

@FirstAidBrewing: Ok, cool It's just in swedish 'skäll' means 'bark' (the noise a dog makes). So, bark y'all didn't make much sense

Just to get the thread back on track, I can't remember my 18th, so it was probably good. Dunno how it really is in the states, but in the northern parts of sweden, there really wasn't much to do growing up, so from 15 we passed time by drinking moonshine (well, it is probably more like homemade vodka than your moonshine, since it is fairly clean alcohol), so turning 18 really wasn't a big game changer.

 

[Grannyknot]

Seems like forever ago now.
Went to Chilis. A frat boy spilled a beer on me all the way from another table.
Went home to get cleaned up.
Then went to a bar with a good tap selection. First legal craft beer I had was an Abita Turbodog.

 

[HumulusHead]

Mine was a bit of a mess unfortunately.

My birthday happens to be on Valentine's Day. Way ****ty btw.

This Valentine's Day happened to be a Sunday.

I had a girlfriend at the time, now my wife.

Starting drinking around noon at the local college bar. Pounding amber bock like it was gods gift.

Took my girl out for a movie date (well really she took me out, I was already half in the bag)

She then dropped me off after the movie back home. She wasn't 21 yet so she couldn't participate. She was to be the DD that night.

A group of buddies showed up as planned to take me downtown. Literally only one bar was open downtown that night. So obviously that's where we went. And had to stay.

Too many shots.

At one point the bartender cut me off and wouldn't serve me anything but a blue dolphin. Which is a can of bud light sank in a pitcher of water. I could drink the beer once I finished the pitcher.

Guess I wasn't into that cuz I slapped the pitcher off the table and it made a giant mess. Oddly I wasn't kicked out.

Later on, I was told, I supposedly got a little frisky with the waitress. I was asked to leave at that point.

Girlfriend showed up right away. I walk outside, instantly slip on ice, and land on my back. I was told.

I was also told that I took a leak in he street right outside the bar, and that most of it ended up inside my truck that my girlfriend was drivin. Still not sure how that happened.

The girl put me in bed. Puked all over my brand new comforter my parents got me for my birthday the night before. Girlfriend slept on floor.

I spent the next day in shame at the laundromat cleaning my comforter.

Glad 21st happens only once!