I'm a big believer in taking the mystery away from drinking. My dad and I would always have a shot of Irish Mist for his birthday and when I was sick he'd make me a hot toddy (tea and whiskey for those who don't know, better than NyQuil let me tell ya). Conversely when I was a teenager I was the only one of my friends who didn't do the whole binge drinking thing. I'd have a few beers but never get sloppy because there was no "forbidden fruit" aspect to me.
What's funny is there's very strong alcoholism running on my dad's side of the family and I'm sitting here drinking the first beers I've had in maybe a year. I've had two and I'm already getting a bit flushed. Guess I'm becoming a lightweight in my old age. I've just never had the urge to go out and get smashed.
What's funny is there's very strong alcoholism running on my dad's side of the family and I'm sitting here drinking the first beers I've had in maybe a year. I've had two and I'm already getting a bit flushed. Guess I'm becoming a lightweight in my old age. I've just never had the urge to go out and get smashed.
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