Just turned 21 Today!!!

[Hellfire117]

Oh yeah, I just turned 21 today. Tonight is going to be good. If you dont hear from me again, I probably died. :cool:

[coyotejack]

Like they say...be good. Or, if you can't be good, be good at what you're doing. :)

Happy Birthday!

[Smudge]

Happy Birthday, Hellfire. Don't hurt yourself.

[commandercool]

No you didn't! Don't lie to me, Hellfire.

Play safe.;)

[JDKenada]

...I don't even remember what I did when I turned 21. I think I was married by then. The first time.

...so, couldn't have been that good...


Happy birthday!

[Wade Wilson]

All I remember of mine is waking up in a strange room with needles in my arms :-/ and my pants were missing

[Hellboy]

there's two ways this usually goes:

1) If you were breaking the rules all along, the 21st can sometimes be a let down. and arbitrary line that you cross, and you realize that the limitations were never that big a deal in the first place... and you tend to wind down into a calm adult.

or

2) having repressed and held it in for twenty years, you go crazy, overdo it and before you know it you're 25 and you have a problem.

here's hoping you opted for option one, and happy birthday... be safe regardless, because whatever path you choose, the second day of your 21st year is always a painful one.

[phantalien]

Have fun!

stock up on gatorade and soak up that stuff with greasy food cause chips will just make you barf. Also, your friends pay for the lapdances not you.

[Miraclo]

Happy birthday! (Have some Rep!)

I had a fairly sedate 21st as best I can recall. Or perhaps it was too much sedation.

Next year my eldest son will be turning 21, and a bit over a month later I'll be celebrating the 29th anniversary of my turning 21.

[SQuigley316]

be safe regardless, because whatever path you choose, the second day of your 21st year is always a painful one.

Not necessarily. See being born the day before St Patrick's Day, meant that the second day of my 21st year was just a mistaken continuation of the first day. Combining the two though made days 3 to about 5 painful though.

Oh yeah, Happy Birthday Hellfire

[Miraclo]

1) If you were breaking the rules all along, the 21st can sometimes be a let down. and arbitrary line that you cross, and you realize that the limitations were never that big a deal in the first place... and you tend to wind down into a calm adult.

That's closer to my case.

There was never any mystique built up around alcohol in my family, as I was allowed a glass of wine when a bottle was brought out even when I was 9 or so. When I was 11 I went a bit overboard in that department during a large family gathering, and with the "help" of an older cousin who started working increasing amounts of Southern Comfort into my over-sized glasses of wine.

This did not end well.

I was getting goofier -- all the moreso with playing it up for older cousins, as kids will do. The big mistake was when an aunt thought it would be a good idea to get me to lie down. All that drink on top of a big meal -- I needed gravity to help keep it down, and putting me horizontal negated that.

I threw up, gushing over the bed. They changed it while I did some necessary washing up at a sink. Then they got me to lie down again, which triggered the second salvo. With the wholly unnecessary, but understandable, precaution of a bucket between my knees, I was soon driven home.

The next day I was fine -- between the purging and an 11 year-old's metabolism I didn't have a hint of a hangover. I also haven't had much of a taste for drinking since then. Some wine is okay, and maybe a mixed drink or two on a holiday, and even a beer or two, though more just to be social than anything else, as I've never liked the taste of any beer. (And I have tried a range of them, including everything on tap at a pub in England many years ago.)

So, when I hit 21 there was no desire to go on a binge.

[Hellboy]

Not necessarily. See being born the day before St Patrick's Day, meant that the second day of my 21st year was just a mistaken continuation of the first day. Combining the two though made days 3 to about 5 painful though.

Oh yeah, Happy Birthday Hellfire

This reminds me of one St Patrick's day that lasted five days and was heavy with drinking throughout. and I mean heavy. We were drinking Irish Car Bombs for breakfast on day five, and that was keeping pace from the start, not ramping up.

I'm sure a holiday like that would kill me now.