Sorry, Mom and Dad.
A guy off craiglist paid me £60 to lick my toes, my family is never hearing about that. My housemates were freaking out downstairs thinking I was gonna get murdered, it was all pretty funny (mechabirb)
When I was 17 2 of my best friends were 20 and 21 respectively. They lived together in one of them’s recently divorced parents’ old house. We were already big into whatever drugs we could get our hands on, pot, coke, LSD, shrooms, molly, whatever. Long story short, they ended up having a meth lab in their basement. We were all pretty tweaked out and had reasonable suspicion that the cops would be coming to bust the place up, so in a tweaked out stupor we decided to clean out the lab and destroy all the evidence. I had a little ford ranger at the time and was also a minor, so I got tasked with cleaning up a lot of shit. Drove around the more “country” areas and dumped out a giant rubbermaid bin with ether in it, along with dropping off hundreds of containers caked with meth residue in random business trash cans all about town.
Sure enough, the cops came to the house with a search warrant the next day. My friends and I all survived unscathed. I’ve never told my parents, or my sister for that matter. (goosefmaloosef)
My dad thinks I graduated HS. I got my GED. But screw him, he NEVER, and I mean NEVER supported me beyond housing me, let alone helped when I needed help with academics. Ex. I failed math in 3rd grade because I couldn’t see the board (I have terrible eye sight and no one noticed that I needed glasses). I asked for help with math to catch up in 4th grade and he was too drunk or high to help every time.
It was just easier doing it on my own and lying to him (Bodymindisoneword)