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FOT Community => General Discussion => Topic started by: LostInReno on August 03, 2007, 04:30:38 PM
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Everybody I am really excited on August 11 I become an official adult. But what to do? I think I will go to the local tavern and enjoy my first taste of alcohol. Then I will move on to the strip club and waste my money. In the words of Jackass star Steve-o, "If I was hungry I wouldn't pay to smell food."
Then I will indulge in too much liquor and end my night in the toilet.
But seriously what should I do or what are the FOT's stories of turning the big 21.
The only thing I have to look forward to now is turning 25, my insurance goes down! YES!!!!
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Kill yourself.
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Things to do upon turning 21: don't listen to Jason.
Go to Boomtown! You can drink alcohol, use the slot machines and eat as many lobsters as humanly possible.
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Having grown up in Milwaukee, where the legal drinking age is 12, particularly if you hang out with musicians, I think I had a really dull 21st as the novelty of being able to drink had worn off.
I make it a point to spend my actual Birthday working on something, art or a project, I grandstand so much in my daily life that being the center of attention makes me uneasy.
Whoop it up on your 21st, just be sure to do it with people you really like, and don't feel compelled to make yourself violently ill, nothing worse than that next morning.
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Tequila, bag of cheetos, some poor designated driver, and probably somebody did a whip-it at the party.
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Whip-its, the worst way to get altered ever. They do nothing more than kill brain cells, the giddiness you feel is your brain dieing wholesale. Yuck.
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Whip-its, the worst way to get altered ever. They do nothing more than kill brain cells, the giddiness you feel is your brain dieing wholesale. Yuck.
I think the worst part about doing whip-its is that most people know that they're destroying all those brain cells and they don't seem to care. My sin-of-choice?
baseball card gum powder sniffing.
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I had to look up "whip-its." Same kind of pointless thrill as poppers, I'm guessing?
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Nitrous generally is pretty silly.
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I actually have tried whip its.
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That is a picture of the deadly blue/whip it combo.
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I'm turning 21 soon too, in September. The general vibe my naive, impressionable mind is getting from skimming thru this thread is I should do whip-its to kill myself, you animals.
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Do NOT do whip-its. There are so many better and productive ways to destroy brain cells. What happened to good old fashioned booze on your 21st birthday?
Perhaps you should go to the Iron Monkey and pretend to be at a Best Show Listening Party?
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I second the motion. Nitrous in all its form is a totally f-ing stupid thing to do.
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I second the motion. Nitrous in all its form is a totally f-ing stupid thing to do.
Trust me guys I am not even thinking about whip-its
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I second the motion. Nitrous in all its form is a totally f-ing stupid thing to do.
Even at the dentist?
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I started school a year earlier than all my friends so when I turned 21 I knew only one person of age (well at least only one that I would enjoy drinking beer with). Then, on my wifes 21st she came down to the cities and we went to a bar at midnight and they told us they have a policy of not serving 21 year olds until the next business day. This was at the time when bars closed at 1am, so by the time we drove to a bar we knew she would get served at it was almost last call. So my advice is have older friends and plan the night ahead of time... and don't spend it in the suburbs of Minnesota. Getting drunk on your 21st shouldn't be such a task.
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I drank a lot. I was in Scotland with a lot of friends visiting me. Long story. But my actual girlfriend couldn't make it. Some girls were hitting on me hard, but I turned them down because I am chivalrous! And then they made fun of me. I think I went dancing and crap. I remember being insanely hung over so that I felt I couldn't join my companions for lunch. Then I stepped outside to the Edinburgh air (relatively fresh---better than L.A.!) and felt instantly better! Then I jogged to the restaurant they were staying at, like "I'm better!" Then stepped insdie and wanted to vomit. Then drank an Irn Bru and ate a hamburger and felt okay.
The End.
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We call it "turning 19" here in Canada.
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Turning twenty-one wasn't a milestone for me. Three years before, however, I do recall sitting in a bar a month or so after my birthday, and a bouncer casually saying to me, "You're eighteen, now, right?" (that was the legal drinking age back in those olden days). I'd been going there since I was fifteen.