I drank the alcohol, expecting something. boy was I let down, when I got nothing. No silly laughter, or grand horror story. No youtube video, or easy talk for me. Just a headache or two and a feeling of suffocation. Just a scolding from people, and a dizzy sensation. The bottle looked nice, and tv shows made it seem fun, but after 3 gulps, I just felt like a street ***. So I said goodbye to armpit beer, and I assure no rose wine here. *** is for pirates, much too complicated for me. I'm done with heartache alcohol, as you can plainly see.
How do people even get addicted to that nasty stuff?