Young Gifted And Pissed

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Young Gifted And Pissed
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Can anyone really recall that first taste of booze?Sneaking a slug out
of the parents, sherry bottle when they were out and then topping it up
with water.Sweet sweet buzz and warm belly.Nicking whisky out of the
kitchen when there was a party on.Burning down your throat and feeling
fantastic.But that first time getting an older person to get you a half
bottle of fortified wine from the offy and getting pissed in the
park.The world was beautiful.Everyone was your friend.Fifteen years old
and pissed.I recall at fourteen going on a schooltrip to the island of
Millport.Half the pupils had brought a sneaky bottle with them.Bacardi,
Scotsmac, Eldorado were all bought to get pissed quickly.We all hired
bikes to go around the island.Then we sat on the beach and bevvied.In
twenty minutes we were steaming.What a laugh.We came back into the town
to create havoc.Diving fully clothed into the kids, paddling
pool.Pissing on wee dogs.Fucking about on the crazy golf course.Bodies
staggering everywhere.It was mental city.The rest is a blur.Total
pissheads ruled.And do you know the irony?All the teachers who were
meant to supervise us were in the pubs getting pissed
themselves.Ahh.....memories.