I was five, maybe six. There was a mug of.. something.. on the counter.
"Ooh, apple juice!"
I took a big 'ol swig of it and spat it out. That was the first time I had beer.
As a college student, did this poison me from drinking? Maybe. But to this day I don't care for the taste of it, and sort of disdain it.. That's just me, though.
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