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As young teens, we used to raid my grandparents liquor cabinet (normally Old Crow brand boubon), or go to the local liquor store and get an adult to buy us beer (Schlitz or "Old English" malt liquor).

We were too young to drive, so we ended up passing out in the bushes!

Better living through chemistry!

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On 8/24/2023 at 10:22 PM, GammaGlobulin said:

I wish I could return to those days and drink like that.

 

What about you?

I'm glad I never became an alcoholic, at such a young age, and glad my father was a non-drinker, unless on holiday, but He never drank a lot, he never got drunk.  At 14 we were lucky to get Half a shandy on holiday. I still wait till 5pm or later to have a couple of beers at home. 

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4 hours ago, Ricky HKT said:

We were too young to drive, so we ended up passing out in the bushes!

Better living through chemistry!

We were too young to drive, too. 

 

We would drink 10 STINGERS and then sled down our snowy wooded mountain in the nude, at 2AM. 

 

Didn't feel a bit cold. 

 

In this life, we all have ONLY ONE chum in our teens. That's just Psych 101... 

 

 

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4 hours ago, SiSePuede419 said:

After drinking 10 stingers did you think you were a Vanderbilt?

 

At least until you sobered up and looked at your bank account balance? ????

Those were very different times. 

 

You might enjoy reading the autobiography/biography of John Cheever. 

 

If I can find a copy, I'll upload it for you. 

 

He talks about how his very excessive drinking detracted from the quality of his written work. 

 

 

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9 minutes ago, GammaGlobulin said:

Those were very different times. 

 

You might enjoy reading the autobiography/biography of John Cheever. 

 

If I can find a copy, I'll upload it for you. 

 

He talks about how his very excessive drinking detracted from the quality of his written work. 

 

 

I will upload the book when I find it...somewhere in the cloud...

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https://www.theguardian.com/books/2009/oct/18/john-cheever-blake-bailey

 

 

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4 hours ago, brianthainess said:

I'm glad I never became an alcoholic, at such a young age, and glad my father was a non-drinker, unless on holiday, but He never drank a lot, he never got drunk.  At 14 we were lucky to get Half a shandy on holiday. I still wait till 5pm or later to have a couple of beers at home. 

If you REALLY want to know how lucky you were to not have a father who was a drunk,

Then I suggest you read the Frank McCourt book: Angela's Ashes which describes Frank's childhood in Ireland.

This is an amazingly good read.

Buy it on Amazon if you choose to...

 

Or, here is a link where you can read it online (but poorer reading experience)  https://d-pdf.com/book/4008/read

Or, I will attach an epub file of the book (but also not the best quality, IMHO)

 

Anyway...enjoy....

 

 

 

angelas-ashes-a-memoir.epub

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gone.

"When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I survived at all. It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while." 

 

 

Frank McCourt 

Angela's Ashes

 

Great book! 

When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I survived at all. It was, of
course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while.
Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood
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On 8/24/2023 at 5:22 PM, GammaGlobulin said:

To Those, Like Me, Who Wish They Were Inebriated:

 

When I was younger, like about the age of 15, the parents of my chum would sometimes give parties for the execs working under my chum’s father at his Oil Company.

 

For some reason, at that particular time in history, The STINGER was a very popular drink.

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After a few hours of partying, and when it was time to leave, the guests would get in their cars and drive off, not before backing over the shrubs and flowers on the way out.

 

The next morning, the hung-over father of my chum would scream and curse his guests, a blue streak. The angrier he became, the more delicious for us, simply because it was he that controlled the booze, and therefore he was obviously partially culpable for the destruction of his bushes.

 

But what we enjoyed most was to wait for the adults to get so drunk that they would no longer care if we, too, began drinking Stingers.

 

When I was young, I recall that we could drink up to 10 Stingers per man, and the experience was amazing! Stingers are sweet and powerful, and the flavor is also extraordinarily good if you only drink the expensive stuff:

 

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I wish I could return to those days and drink like that.

 

What about you?

 

But these days, I wouldn’t know what to do with a Stinger, maybe…

Because, expensive straight Cognac would be better, now, in my humble view.

 

Regards,

And not even a little bit tipsy,

Gamma

 

 

 

Oh my god, you’re back ! 

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Only 8 Stingers

 
 
 
 
 

Haha!

CRAZY MAN!

Where did that even come from?

I was a-posting on my Note4, with everything seeming to be hunky-dory,

But then, after posting, out of the blue, comes this list, stating that I am ignoring myself, too much.

 

On my Note4, the size of the text is so small that it looks like nothing.

I hadn't even tried to read the list until reading this comment of yours.

 

But I guess I am not the only one who, very justifiably IMHO, ignores @GammaGlobulin. 

 

By the way, what happens when an ampersand is attached to a profile name?

I basically know NOTHING about posting on a forum, you see.

 

 

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16 minutes ago, geisha said:

Oh my god, you’re back ! 

I've been back, many times.

Surprised you haven't yet noticed.

 

As Alice said, after she had fallen down the rabbit hole:

 

"I must be Mabel after all, and I shall have to go and live in that poky
little house, and have next to no toys to play with, and oh,
ever so many lessons to learn! No, I’ve made up my mind
about it: if I’m Mabel, I’ll stay down here! It’ll be no use their
putting their heads down and saying “Come up again, dear!”

I shall only look up and say “Who am I, then? Tell me that
first, and then, if I like being that person, I’ll come up: if not,
I’ll stay down here till I’m somebody else”––but, oh dear!’
cried Alice, with a sudden burst of tears, ‘I do wish they
would put their heads down! I am so very tired of being all
alone here!"

 

And maybe, if I, too, am Mabel, I shan't return again.

 

 

 

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