hm, well i was like 7 or 8... and my family is pretty keen on wine. It was my sisters birthday and i am 3 years younger so i had gone to bed early i think and i got up while they were all in the living room watching a movie and went to the fridge and sat underneath the yalumba chardonnay box in the fridge and drank from the goon bag. i was a hobo in training - then my mum caught me and i was busted hardcore. But my father was recalling to me that event and told me about how my mother called him the next day saying that i was drunk last night after drinking from the box and if he was worried - he laughed instead and found it funny - as did i
(they are seperated and were at the time).
But, i never partied. my first 'party' i was 17. I had better shit to do with my time then get drunk and have pubescent dicks probing me. I love wine, i heart beer, ruv ruv gin and tonics, want to screw malibu and i get emo on long island ice teas
but they're so good.