My girlfriend and I were both under the drinking age (in the states it's 21), we were 20. It was turning summer and the weather was fantastic, so we decided to go out to lunch. Well....we went to an Italian Cafe...so we knew they would serve us being an italian restaurant. We ordered one bottle of wine, had appetizers,...sat and talked a good hour and ahalf..ordered another bottle of wine and dinner....sat another hour and ordered a 3rd bottle (which the waitress NEVER should have let us order because we were obviously drunk by that point).
Now mind you, this was outdoor seating on Park Avenue, and their were several restaurants next to us and across from us with outdoor seating as well.
I took one sip of the 3rd bottle (6th glass!!)...and threw up ALL OVER the sidewalk infront of everyone eating their dinner on a beautiful summer day. And I don't mean just once,...I mean the full blown action of getting sick. Families and children all around us...and there we are...drunk as skunks. We barely made it to the corner to get away from the people. Luckily my girlfriend was able to call a friend to pick us up.
I barely remember anything,...I woke up later that night at 12:00am....with the worst hangover in history.
I never knew you could have a hangover by midnight.... lol
lesson learned.