Well, yeah. That's kinda the whole point of mis-spent youth, and Lord knows I spent mine mis-behaving. I was finally able to ditch the phony drivers license I'd carried about for so long. There ain't no strip clubs out here in the boonies, so I still had to get that experience behind me (pardon the pun), but otherwise it was more a convenience factor than anything else. Hell, by the time I was legal, I'd partied with Aerosmith one night. If that doesn't earn you your wings, I dunno what would. Them boys can do some drinkin'!