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Grapevine : July 2011
M y earliest expe- riences with al- cohol consisted of sneaking sips from my dad's beer while he played poker. When I was eight, my dad remarried. In the wedding video, you can see me drinking champagne and "newscasting" the wedding, toasted out of my mind. Tales of a roll dog A drunken teenage mascot grows up to discover that even when she's sober, she's a blast The first time I knowingly got drunk, my older sister was in college and I was ecstatic to hang out with her and her friends when my mom was out of town. They had all been seniors when I was a freshman, so I felt special, way cooler than any of my friends. When I got home that night, the party was already well un- der way. They handed me a shot of bourbon, a hit of weed and it was on YOUTH ENJOYING SOBRIETY