What an inspirational story.
i would buy alcohol from 5 years old
p.s. maybe the chick fancied you? 
Buy.
Me.
Beer.
lmao, gotta read that blog of yours
when i was 16 me and my friend (just turned 16) needed someone to buy our colt45’s, but after an hour of looking for some rube he decided to try himself…
he walked out of the door with an open beer and two 2-4’s…
apparantly when you have a beard like methusela they wont ask for i.d…
and on my 19th birthday (the day i became legal) i went into the store brandishing my identification card of might only to not be asked for it at all… what a dissapointment… i even offered to show her but she declined… i was pissed until the vodka kicked in (roughly 10 minutes).
I thought guys liked not getting I.D.d / being looked on as mature?
I’ve not been ID’d in nearly three years. (I’m nearly 22, so that was back in my ‘barely legal’ days)
At one point, about two years ago, I was going to the same nightclubs on the same nights every week. The bouncers always just said, ‘have a good night’.
I reckon, if you think you’ll get ID’d you will. One of my mates always has his drivers license out in the queues for clubs, and rightly enough he always gets asked. Me, I knew have my drivers license out in advance. If they want to see it, they can ask me.
44 and i still get the odd request for ID about once a year. Usually after they just had a cop come in or someone suspiciously like an undercover cop. I generally tell them to count the wrinkles around my eyes and on my forehead if they are in real doubt, then I walk out without purchasing a thing. ID someone yes, but geez, when a person has wrinkles around their eyes or on their forehead you can be safe to know they have seen more than 21 yrs on this earth.
My first purchase of beer was at a bar at the age of 15. I went with my older sister and two of her friends, all over the age of 19 which was the legal age back then in AZ. The bartender eyed me but, since I was with two regulars he did not ask. He did tell me I better drink that beer very slowly. I did.
At 16, my folks had no problem buying me the odd beer or small bottle of JD as long as I consumed it at home with my best friend. Her parents did the same. As long as we two were safe at either house(we lived one house apart) our parents were pretty good. Their reasoning…They knew we would get it one way or another and at least this way it was all safely controlled… the amount , the location and our sobriety or lack of. They did not have to worry about getting a horrible midnight call. Those nights we did drink, our keys were removed to our parents bedrooms just in case we did get a stupid attack.( that little bit of stupidity came after we were legal and way too cocky)
And trust me, stealing one of their vehicles was not a thought that would ever pass seriously through either of our heads… We liked living too much.
I got ID’d a few times in my life( when I was with young looking people) and even rejected club entrance once “supposedly because it was over 20’s” 
age? this week when i went to stay over at a friend’s house his roommate thought I was 25. Later on, when I was at training at my new job, the manager there thought I was not older than 15-16 coz I have hardly any facial hair… i think in the long run it’s better to be considered looking young( my philosophy to the guys that complex about it is that when you’re in your 20’s and 30’s even 40’s when all the good sex happens coz women are more desperate due to their diminishing health or years or whatever you’ll have more confidence due to your youthful self)
Oh yea and Long Live Beer!
I get ID’d even now, and I’m 38
It really pisses me off! 
Feed that ego! 
JDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!
It really does piss me off - imagine if you were nearly 40, and you gotta argue with someone about your legality to be able to purchase alcohol, and all you wanna do is go home and put your feet up with a brandy: then the whole que stares at you out of curiosity, and all you want to do is to buy your groceries and get outta there (or for the ground to open up and swallow you up…)
I bought Cuban cigars and brought them into the country from both Mexico and Canada in the last 6 months. Lots of them.
you must be looking good. or have “Webster” disease
I don’t even know what websters disease is, so no, it’s not that - it’s in the genes, that’s what it is! 
It can be a hinderance here, though! 
people with webster’s disease walk around as if they had dictionaries shoved up their asses… that probably isn’t it…
but he could mean this:
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Webster_%28TV_series%29
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emmanuel_Lewis
-Imp
I thought that’s what he might have meant!
We just don’t seem to age in my family, that’s all - no wrinkles/grey hair/muscle atrophy/etc… My dad is 68, but has hardly any grey hair, no wrinkles, and is still built like a brick shit house! Ha.
very cool
-Imp
I bet if Gary Coleman saw this he’d be pissed that he was looked over for Webster.
I go into clubs all the time… sometimes they are for ID but when i am around my older mates they never try to ask cause they are scared little bitches in Australia.