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😂 😂Pure Red-Blooded American!!
When we were little... 7-9 yrs old... we used to go to a raceway and members of my family helped the pit crews, fire crews, etc. This was the late 1970s. Me and my brother were sent to fetch drinks while everyone else worked. Well my brother was sneaking sips of the beers(draft in a cup) we were fetching. So one day I ended up doing something else for a while and he got extra busy plus I wasn't there to help and he got drunk off his ass. I'm talking falling down running into walls drunk. Obviously once the adults realized what he was doing they stopped him, but looking back it was hilarious that he got drunk at 8-9 years old. Apparently it doesn't take very much.
I've always hated the taste of beer. Back then it was Fanta Orange or bust. Grape/Sprite if I was desperate.
That’s hilarious! I remember all the Dixie beer cans lying around with all the aunts and uncles and my 21 cousins. Good times!
Proceeds to eat lightning and crap thunder.
😂Ah, the possibilities!