How did the parents react to finding your alcohol?

well my mom just found my weed today.. oh well. i didnt lose anything, she just took it away from me. then she went on and on about how she was proud of me that pot was my only 'problem' or whatever in life, and how shes proud i dont drink and shit and how im responsible. i was like yah sorry, im not an idiot about it though. then she was like okay go skiing now. so i did.

no joke, exactly how it went down.
 
shit that reminds me i got beer in my closet...fuck just 4 more months that i have to hide this shit...then i can keep it in the fridge
 
Uhmm, I never got caught before high school ended. and once it did, my parents pretty much handed me alcohol whenever I wanted, sooo, yea, they just say don't drive. Good enough for me.
 
my curfew got moved to 10 pm for about a week or two then i was good. my dad doesnt give a shit, but since my moms a doctor, she has to deal with the results of alchohol taking effect, which upsets her
 
haha... by the time i was 15 i was brewing a 5 gallon batch of beer every 2 weeks. the deal was my dad could drink as much as he wants and he would cough up some cash for ingredients ever once in a while.

of course it's a very different situation for a brewer because you don't throw a stout that you've been aging for 3 months into a beer bong.
 
they basically found out when i was carried into the house.

a friend & i decided to take an adventure after drinking at my place. tho heading over a couple blocks to a buddies, we ended up dancing in the middle of a main street, my friend calling the traffic lights big 'colourful stars,' eating donuts from 2 chicks, then smoking some ganja with dudes working at 7eleven.

being completely tanked, i called a friend to pick us up. the 2 chicks came by, carrried me into tim horton's, & i played flush with the toilet @ 4am.

so my friend who lived across the city came to pick us up with her mom, in their brand new suv & drive us a block home. we went through the back, & after passing out on our deck, i was carried up the stairs to my room. everything would've been alright, if my friend who was drunk hadn't have been laughing at the weird paintings on our walls, & still telling me to suck it up so we could go party.

thats when they got to the conclusion i was an alci. so it was therapy for me.
 
been drinking since 7th grade and never been caught

this one time when i was in 8th grade i snuck out to go hang with my gf but my mom found out and i didnt come home till 6 in the morning and my mom thought i was doing coke cus my pupils were dialated... lol

i had just had sex with my girl friend and had like 5 shots and she thought i was coked out, i lol'd

my parents dont care bout smoking weed niether cus they know how harmless it is
 
filled up my brothers water bottle with tequila. the next day he needed it for his soccer game. basically as soon as he took a sip i was over. but my parents just talked to me. they said they just hoped i wasnt smoking pot. it was chill, and now i can tell them im drunk and they dont care
 
my parents are cool about licquar its just they keep finding my weed and they get ticked of about that
 
I was a retard with alcohol around 8th/9th grade, I would raid the rents liquer cabinet and eventually i got caught when I drank a liter of gin and decided it would be a good idea to ride my bike 4 miles at 2 in the morning. Needless to say they grounded me for a while and got rid of all their liquer. Now they keep it in a safe (my dads a jeweler), and they usually dont care when Im drunk, just when I take my dads beer, which he doesnt even punish me for anymore.
 
My dad is a cop so I never was stupid enough to hide alcohol in my room, but I was stupid enough to come home freaking falling over drunk one night, and my dad felt it necessary to give me a breathalizer...like the slurred words and getting sick didnt give it away to him!
 
one of my friends has twice had her mom come and pick her up while she was way shit faced. both times she got away by speaking in nothing but french till she got home, then going to her room. one time she fell down the stairs, but the rest of the family was watching a movie so she still didnt get caught. it's hilarious
 
whats wrong with keeping stashes, its easier that way. say your buddy just calls you up and is like "get the fuck over here right now... a bird just hit the window... bring some of your STASHED hard alcohol so we can apply it to its beak using a small cotton swab to eliviate this suffering bird from pain, and whene it weres off the bird will be fine provided it dosent go into shock from the sudden blow to its head"

if you didnt have any STASHED alcohol youd be like "no prob man il run to the L.B." your buddy would be like:

1) no way man theres no time

-or-

2) dude its 4 in the morning there all closed

so there, thats just one reason to have stashed alcohol

but seriously why not? its just way easier, you just get home after work grab some of your STASHED alcohol and head out
 
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