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1 comment:
When I was 15 I had drinks before going to the mall with my friend, Jon. We secretly drank his grandfather's gin, then his grandpa said, "Jon, you need to practice driving, so you drive us to the mall, then I'll come pick you guys up." Jon was very freaked out because we were actually pretty drunk after three shots of gin each. That was the first time I got into a car with a drunk 15-year-old driver. The second time was yesterday.
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