In an exciting new twist to this forum, I think those of use that embrace the warm comatose-inducing embrace of alcohol should share our best stories from when out drinking. This is not to disrespect those of you that don't drink by choice, it is a positive message in support of alcohol, which often gets labelled as "evil" or "bad". I disagree. It releases the party person in everyone, including old people - and there is nothing funnier than drunk old people. But still everyone - if you drink and drive, you are a terrible person and everyone hates you. That out of the way, I have a couple of stories: When I was 20, I went to a friend's 21st party, and quite far into the night after finishing my jagermeister and a good portion of the free wine, I was hoochie-dancing with this very attractive girl in red. She wanted my muffins, and I wanted hers. I guessed she was about 23-24, so I was happy. So she asked how old I was, and I said 20. I asked her, and she said SIXTEEN. I freaked out and ran away ( to the cries of my less sophisticated friends yelling "She's legal!". Age of consent is 16 in NZ) Turns out she was my friend's 2nd cousin, and her large, muscular father had been watching us the whole time. Apparently he was an angry man. Another time I went to town with my mate, and we were both dressed up in 3-piece suits, just for the hell of it. When we were crossing a pedestrian crossing in the city a late 60's red cadillac convertible with white leather seats pulled up - a guy was driving and he had 2 girls in the front with him. I stopped and stared, and for some reason asked if we could have a ride. He said 'Yeah, sure' and so we went cruising around town in our very debonaire suits, in the back of this cadillac. It was awesome. Share away people!