When I was in the 11th grade, the liqour store up the street from my school would sell us shit. Me and my girls would go there, get a tall can of Olde English and a small bottle of Cherry Cisco, get fucked up and go to basketball games.
When I was 18, my boyfriend would drink two Banana Reds and commence to beating my ass. It was my friday night Jump off for a few months.
Ahhhhh...The good old days.