When I was in high school, I spent the night a a friend’s house. In the middle of the night we snuck out of his house. We were drinking, smoking, and doing stupid stuff (like all that dumb stuff you see people on your neighborhood Facebook complain about). A few hours later, we walked in the door and his dad was sitting on the stairs just inside the door. I’m pretty sure my mouth hit the floor and I turned as white as a ghost. We were busted. All the evidence was in the backpack we were wearing. There was nothing we could do to lie about where we were or what we had done.
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