Beer is overrated. Now, vodka? No way you can overrate that stuff.
Actually I'm kidding on the vodka. My parents let me drink as much as I wanted, whenever I wanted to, from when I was 12. I got royally wasted. Once. I have never been drunk again since that day, and I never want to be.
I actually find I seem to have a lot more fun than my friends from college. To date [since september] they've lost nearly £10,000 worth of shoes, clothing and handbags either to puke, damage or loss. My total? 0. They've woken up in alleyways, gutters, stranger's houses, the harbour, often in the cells. I've never woken up anywhere except my own home, and normally I remember to take my makeup off before I fall into bed. They've had injuries that have cost them college hours, work time, ended them up on medication for the pain and infections and have some real nice cigarette burns and scars that can't explain. I have a scar on my knuckle, from punching a drunk who wouldn't take no for an answer.
I come home after a good night, feeling like I've had a good night, and I remember the fun in the morning. They get home feeling like ****, having made themselves sick and gotten themselves into trouble, and feel even worse in the morning when they can't remember a thing they did and have the hangover from hell. I think I know who of us is better off.