My sisters took me out at midnight before my birthday, the earliest possible time that you are considered 21. Heh, needless to say I didn't last real long. People were buying me shot after shot. 3 of those shots was Rumplemints. Egh, I never want to drink that stuff ever again! My lost shot was a blow job. That is pretty good and it went down smooth and easy. Gee, I wonder why they call it that? ;) OK so I had 4 shots total and 1 beer. That was it, I am embarrassed to say. My one ex was there and he was sweet enough to hold my hair while I puked over the curb. Good times. I swore after that I would never drink again. But... I did and still do. However, I only got that drunk one other time when I did not realize how strong long island iced teas were. Other than that, I do not drink enough to be puking. Just not fun! Anyways, that was my 21st.