21 was my first quiet birthday.
here in alberta, 18, 19, and 20 were loud and drunken.
problem is, my birthday is two days after christmas, so everyones all partied out, or saving up for new years, so i always get the "i cant come man, im so tired/wiped out after this past week"
18, the night before my birthday, my friends and i went to a bar id been sneaking into for a while, and our favorite waitress let me have drinks starting at 7 pm.
by midnight i dont recall much, except getting hooter shooters from both waitresses, the bartender, and this super hot dishwasher.
after a couple rounds of hooter shooters, i had to dig a crotch shot out of the favorite waitresses miniskirt, and after that, i cant remember too much, seeing as the shot was bacardi 151, but lets just say i didnt leave with my friends, and i didnt go home.