I'm 36 years old and still haven't been in an airplane or seen the ocean. Just never got around to it. From what I read and see on TV, I'm not missing much with all the bullshit you have to go through in the airports or dealing with the airlines.
As much as I make fun of you floppy headed stinky Canadians, I'm actually a little ashamed of myself today. Yesterday, I had what could be considered a southern version of poutine for the first time. But I have never in my life eaten a Big Mac or an Egg McMuffin. Robo-Abe Lincoln is going rise up from the Gulf, smash my house with his red white and blue Voltron sword, bitchslap me with the Constitution and take away my American card.
I didn't seriously injure myself until 29 years of age, despite breaking horses full time for 3 years. It wasn't that I've never been bucked off, kicked, dragged or any other myriad of horse-related wrecks. I just managed to never get hurt til a fateful moped ride in Mexico. This is when I break ribs, collarbone and collapse a lung. Retarded. I have never been to Vegas, never been in any casino. Being raised as a Jehovah's Witness, I never celebrated my bday or holidays until I was 17.(that I recall, parents converted when I was a wee one)
I, too, lost my virginity at an embarrassingly late age. I am also 27 and I have never been outside of the United States (and don't foresee doing so anytime soon). The biggest shame though is that I never tried guacamole until I was 24. I am a little pissed that I was allowed to live that long without tasting that sweet, delightful nectar of the Mexican gods.
Lets see... I had my first kiss at 22, I've still got my V-card, and I've never been drunk/hungover in my life. (admittedly, this is because I've been on anti-depressants from the age of 16 and was always told alcohol + SSRIs don't mix, and from what little experience I've had, this is entirely true). Oh, and I've still not broken a bone in my body. Christ knows how, considering I once nearly killed the power to, like, a 10+ square mile area. Note: Edited for typo.
I hadn't eaten at Taco Bell until a couple weeks ago. I'm 19. My roommate basically said, "You're going to Taco Bell if I have to take a brick and knock you out with it." I was underwhelmed. According to him, it's 10 times better when you're drunk. I hadn't smoked a cigarette until a couple months ago. I have never had a hangover. I've been drunk, but not that drunk. My parents were fine with me drinking, but they always ended cutting me off, and that habit stayed even once I got with friends. I have never smoked weed. I didn't see the point of it when I was in high school, and now I'm in the military, and the command loves to do random 100% urinalysis tests. My friends call me "sheltered." They're right.
I'm 26. Still have not had my first cigarette (and don't plan to) and still have never smoked pot, or done any other illicit drug (and don't plan to). On the flip side I got drunk for the first time at 15 and had my first cigar at 16. Two things I do quite regularly to this day (and plan on continuing to do).
I lost my virginity at 25. I touched my first titty at 23 (strip club). First kiss at 24. I started smoking at 25 as well, but I stopped about 6 weeks ago. My first experience with pot was at 25, shrooms at 26. 25 was a big year for me. So what if it was 10 years too late?
Alt Focus?: The first time I got hammered was early in 1986, I'm only 27 now. I was sober for the next 16 years and didn't even get a chip, wtf?
I didn't break a single bone until college, when a friend and I were jumped by I think either five or six drunks after we made fun of them for missing us with snowballs. After defending ourselves as much as we could, eventually they threw us in the deep snow and stomped us for a LONG time, and I went home with 2 broken ribs as a door prize.
I have never tried any illegal drugs. I can count on one hand the number of times I have been drunk - and still have fingers left over. I have never broken a bone, or been seriously sick and needed to go to hospital. I am 26 and have never given a guy a blow job. The older I get the less inclined I am to do it out of sheer embarrassment.
Check. Check. Check. Whoops, you're on your own here, honey. I was almost 30 before I'd driven a vehicle pulling a trailer. Unremarkable, until you consider that I've owned a truck since I was 18.
I am almost 30 and have never driven a car in my life. I am thinking about learning so we can move outside of the city into a house, but I am incredibly nervous.
I'm 27 and I just put gold bond on my balls for the first time about a month ago. My friends have been raving about that for years so I guess I'm late to the party. And they were right, it's like a thousand angels gently blowing on my nuts.
Broke my first bone at 25 (on my birthday) and it was a raging motherfucker. Almost lost the foot. I'm 29, and despite having been in two moderately serious committed relationships and several less serious ones, I have never lived with a woman. I've heard it's very different than just dating.