Oh I lied...
So many times to my mother, god bless her soul.

When I was in high school, my group of friends was, to be kind, rather unruly. We would skip our classes because the sun was shining, because it's raining, snowing, wind blowing hard or air too still. Nothing going on at school held much importance to us, so we would meet in the parking lot, then off on some adventure.

Anyway, I lied a lot.

I would also tell my mother I was spending the night next door, and go off to the city with people my parents would cringe at knowing I even associated with. I was adventurous and experimental when I was younger, and a simple lie was not going to stand in my way.

I now have 3 children of my own, and if they did half the things I did when their age, I would be mortified.

So, off to hell I go!
(The Lunatic Artist throws paint to the wind, Fri 12 Dec 2008, 16:47, 2 replies)

Don't I know it...
If mine do the things I've done, I don't want to know about it.

Especially if it's getting caught in a parking lot doing things we don't discuss.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Fri 12 Dec 2008, 16:57, closed)

and in other lewd places...
Once in an old abandoned building, but that's another reason for going to hell.
(The Lunatic Artist throws paint to the wind, Fri 12 Dec 2008, 17:17, closed)