Same. Mine hasn't happened yet.I'll let you know when it happens.
the image of a cursing 7 year old drunk walking into a wall was just too much for me. Funny as all get out.My family always gave us a little bit of wine at Thanksgiving until I was caught hiding under the table with bottle at age 7 and I was drunk. My grandfather said I was acting like his mother, who was a belligerent drunk, in miniature for (swearing, walking into the walls, etc.), so no more wine for me.
Hmmm, ketchup aftertaste, lemon, and rum. What a combination.First experience revolved around an empty of ketchup bottle filled with rum and fresh lemon juice. Can’t recall much more.