Fanfukntastik. Until I ass ended that fire truck. One headlight over and I would’ve missed it. Only hit the one truck though, the other one disappeared into thin air. Like my driver’s license. That was the end of drinking for me.

It was as awesome as when you could smoke a cigarette in a grocery store or at your high school.

This was only a few years ago for me

It was pretty fun, all the funerals, not so much. Can't believe I never crashed or received an impaired.