While I'm not exactly a big drinker (was only after my dad's death in 1987), my dad was a pretty big drinker but not an alkie. For some reason, maybe my size, I've always been able to drink alot without getting drunk.
However, during my late teens, my oldest brother used to DJ and I managed to get in on the business by working the light systems and maintaining the record supplies. One weekend, he had a private gig in some small country town in Louisiana. I think I was about 19 or 20 at the time.The girls there were fine as hell and HOT! But there was this major hottie named Bridgette (I'm surprised that I remember the name after 27 years). She was the neice of the guy who hired my brother. Everyone there was drinking either beer or Brass Monkey. Well Bridgette asked me if I ever had it and I told her that I never tried it. She offered me some and I asked her to fix me a small drink of 7up and Brass Monkey. Baby girl came back with a tall thin glass of it. By the time I was one third into it, I could feel it coming. Once I finished the drink, I was gone. My head was spinning. When my brother brought me home, he could see that I was plastured....LOL Until then, I don't think I was ever drunk again.