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Post by kuatorises on Dec 17, 2019 19:49:57 GMT
I'm fortunate.....like my father, my body just never tolerated it very well. Back when I was in high school, I would have the occasional beer at parties or with friends, just to be sociable, but HATED every sip of it (though, as time progressed, I eventually learned the 'trick' of getting a beer when I first got to whatever event we were at, and then just hanging onto it all day/night long, maybe taking a very small sip once or twice over the course of the evening, and then just dumping it out before leaving). Then, when disco was big (oops, just dated myself), I'd have the occasional mixed drink, but only those that weren't the kind where all you tasted was the booze ( Sloe gin screwdrivers was a BIG one). Thankfully, as an adult, I finally realized I never had to have another drink again if I didn't want to, and that the only person truly putting "pressure" on me to do so was ME.......long story short, I haven't had a drink in two decades or more, and don't know that I ever will again.....  My poison of choice is diet soda....just about any kind, except for root beer. For whatever reason, that's one I never cared for (however, we have a local brewery here that makes a lo-calorie "gourmet" version that is SO good, even I like it!): SAVE FERRIS f Fortunate?! LOL, what?
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Post by darkreviewer2013 on Dec 18, 2019 5:50:06 GMT
I don't drink alcohol and never have. Same with the rest of my immediate family. It did generate some comments back in my socializing days - especially here in Ireland where drinking and socializing are intimately intertwined. It never bothered me though. I've never felt constrained by peer pressure to any significant extent.
Some girls in my school were borderline alcohols by their mid teens and lots of my peers used to complain about hangovers, blackouts, etc. So I never got the appeal.
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