21 Things All Former Scottish Underage Drinkers Will Remember
Age is just a number. So is MD 20/20.
Your first taste of alcohol was probably a wee sip of your mum's shandy at Hogmanay.
Or maybe your older (and much cooler) cousin introduced you to the wonder of the alcopop.
You and your pals agreed to save up your lunch money together to buy booze at the weekend.
Choosing the booze always led to an argument.
Or sometimes one of your pals would pluck up the courage and chance their luck in Haddows.
Other times, you had to resort to nicking a bottle of your parents' unwanted Christmas gift wine.
Once you had ~acquired~ your booze, you went to a safe place where the police and your parents couldn't find you.
But drinking in a different scheme was a big no-no.
You were over the moon when Irn-Bru Red Square was released.
And you laughed in the face of WKD's poor imitation.
Soon you discovered the Unders nights at clubs and prepared by getting mwi.
You had to chew a load of Wrigley's Spearmint strips on the way home to mask the stench of cheap tonic wine from your parents.
Hearing someone say "Ave goat an empty this weekend" was music to your ears.
Every empty always had the "Bowl of Death".
In the days before the Jägerbomb, it was all about this stuff.
And drinking it usually caused three or four Jeremy Kyle episodes' worth of drama.
It usually ended with throwing up in your pal's wheelie bin.
Waking up without a hangover made you feel invincible.
Turning 18 was great and a real eye-opener, but it didn't change much.
Keep up with the latest daily buzz with the BuzzFeed Daily newsletter!