I think I was... 16?
First time drunk was when I was 13 or 14, christ, I can't remember, end of school year party that resulted in a whole lot of vodka and orange juice being consumed.
Of course, I had heard most of the anti-beer/alchohol propaganda and even believed a good part of it. However, I decided to go out on a lark and try it, and once that first drop of blessed beer touched my lips, it's been a slippery slope.
Now, lots of people say they find beer absolutely disgusting and lots of people who do drink still dislike the taste of beer. That's a feeling I simply can't understand as I *LOVE* the taste of a cold beer. For me, a hamms will taste just as good as a classy root beer or a nice soft drink.
My little beer-o-phileness has actually led me to look into home microbrewing. Now, with the help of 2 Mr. Beers i'm actually brewing my own blessed water. The flavor of this beer is amazing! Absolutely terrific, especially when I experimented with a few fruit beer recipes from belgium..
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Everyone wondered WTF when Katrinity wrote:
beer is the single most disgusting tasting substance ever.
Agreed. For me, it was tasting the communion wine before it was blessed and turned into Blood. I was a baaad alter boy =p
But yeah, Beer is gross, I much prefer mixed drinks or harder liquor.
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OtakuPenguin enlisted the help of an infinite number of monkeys to write:
I was a baaad alter boy =p
*bites his tongue* Well.. 9 for me, got some wine. 
I don't remember.
My first actual one was... Last year or the year before. I can't remember. It was Thanksgiving dinner, and my grandparents had brought over some wine a relative of mine had made. I decided, what the hell, I may as well give alcohol a try.
Either the wine was almost entirely alcohol, or I have a horribly low tolerance. A few sips and I could feel it going to my head, so I stopped there. It was good wine, though... Damn shame I couldn't drink more than those few sips.
I absolutely hate the taste of beer, but wine is good so long as there's not too much alcohol.
