Sure. We were all talk. Three Seagram's Red Berry wine coolers and we were "wasted". I did get wasted twice my senior year--once in the fall (gin screwdrivers, ugh, haven't had gin since) and once on graduation night (white wine, puked out the window of my boyfriend's Camaro), but other than that, it was the three-wine-cooler-buzz for us.
I did not, in fact, take "N" to the Christmas Dance. I had a rent-a-date that year. (A guy we knew from another school who owned a tux and loved going to dances.) Best time I ever had at a school dance, too. I think he's gay now.
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