Didn't get a chance to post this on my birthday, but I figure this is close enough. I legally purchased and consumed alcohol with my brother (I'm a bit short on friends who are older than I). We were somewhat limited as to where we could go because my girlfriend was along, but we found a few places. My brother decided early on that I needed to have a three wise men (which ended up being three shots in one glass), and after that everything alcoholic I drank caused me to gag a bit. Despite this I managed to attain a reasonable state of intoxication before closing time.
Why do the heathens rage behind the firehouse?