My first experience with drinking beer was in high school(ish). I was with my friend David who I had a huge crush on at the time, drinking warm cans of Miller at the park. I was so nervous, but I started to feel more comfortable once I had a few beers. However, after a couple of hours had passed, I started feeling hot and sick so I asked if I could be taken home.<br />I got inside of the car, buckled up, and promptly vomited all over the inside door of his mom&#39;s car. ...David and I never went out again, but I never stopped loving beer.