Was your first time memorable or a disaster?

Answer 1

Disaster - I was too young

Answer 2

When you've waited 34 years for that day, it's memorable. When it doesn't live up to the advance publicity, it's a disaster.

Answer 3

I remember my folks washing the car and I begged to sit inside. I was allowed to on condition that I don't TOUCH ANYTHING.
So in I went, whilst soaps suds and water splashed around me. It wasn't a few minutes later that I pulled something...and the car rolled backwards into the (luckily) closed gate.
That was one of the few occasions that my dad lost it with me!
Needless to say, I was sorry, and that pretty memorable....
Oh, and I was 4 years old.
*Not much has changed as I still never do what I'm told, 26 years later - this inclination has led to other disasters*
:-)
Oh yes, first time was a bit of both! OOps, I didn't read the Q properly - can you tell?
*blush*

Answer 4

My first time memorable disaster was this when I was 20 years old and in the 12th grade.. December 5, 2003....

I was in my parents bedroom watching cartoons. I heard and explosion like a car that backfire. I didn't thought about it at first because there are always cars going up and down the road that backfires. Then ten minutes later I heard popping noise from downstairs. I thought that my parents left the stove and glass plates were shattering. Well, I open my parents door and smoke hit my face. My reaction was like everybody else's get something but two steps I got scared went back into my parents room try to dial 911. I threw down the phone and blackout. Next I knew I was being push out of my parents room into my room, I then climb out of my window and when I saw a car was coming up. I scream stopped and they didn't stop and I also scream Help and nobody didn't heard me. So I went ahead and climb down the ladder, because my dad left it there instead of moving it when he was working on the roof during the summer. When I touch the ground my parents just pulled in and smoke was coming out of my window. Then the neighbor (we lived in a duplex house) refuse to leave the house and her husband was in a wheelchair at the time. I told her to get out and she wouldn't do it. So I ran back into her house and rush her husband into his wheelchair, my dad came in to help and finally got them out safely. Then 15 minutes later the Fire department showed up. Our house was gone and very little was to be saved.

Answer 5

Absolute shocker! I thought I was going to be so awesome, was a bit full of myself really looking back!
Too much pressure.
Couldn't get it up.
Tried to play it cool all the way. We'd known each other for years and she had more of a crush on me than I her. I was sure too, at the time, that she was more experienced than me.
Pretended it was all fine.
Tried to thumb-in-a-doughie!
Was so ashamed that we didn't speak for a year.
Saw her next summer and had a threesome with her and some random Uma Thurman lookalike she pulled in the one-pub fishing town!
Oh yeah!!
I still wasn't awesome,
but it was.
And I am now!!
Only took me ten years of practice..

Answer 6

it wasnt the most perfect but wasnt a complete disaster!! should have been older i was 16 three times later i ended up pregnant he left me and abused me!1 seven years down the line i have a beatifull daughter whos 6 obviously and ive done it all on my own an was worth every moment!! x

Answer 7

It wasn't actually a disaster, though it could've been better. It must've been memorable because I remember it to this day.

Answer 8

It was a memorable disaster.

Answer 9

Not very memorable cos i was a drunk 15 year old, pretty cool though cos it was in the gaveyard near my local church. Actually thats pretty sick. Disaster.

Answer 10

Well i thought it was a disaster..
But Father O`Driscoll said it made the earth move..
So i guess one mans perception..
Is another priests perversion.

Answer 11

It was memorable, only because it was the first time