My 18th birthday was Friday, and the night turned out to be a pretty good story.
We all headed out to the frat that my roommate is pledging and we played asshole for a while. They all knew it was my birthday so I had to drink every 10 seconds. I killed about 5 beers in half an hour, and after this was finished we decided to head out and see if we could find a party. While we were roaming we ran into this stripper that's in one of my classes. One of the guys told her that it was my birthday, so she hung with us all night and told me she owed me a show since it was my birthday, or something like that. I forget many of the details because half of my braincells were dead at that point.
Long story short, I got totally blasted and hooked up with a stripper on my 18th birthday.