Getting older and talking to your parents candidly is awesome. Everytime I tell a story now about when I was a kid, my parents realize what kind of kid I really was. Every mystery my mom ever had has now been discovered. Why my friend puked at our all-star little league baseball game? Zima. The 6 dead birds in the backyard? BB Gun sniping from the basement. Where all the screens in our faucets went to? Marijuana. How that window really broke upstairs? Trying to shoot toothpaste out the window with a water balloon slingshot. Where did all those playboys go? Wait they already knew that.

I can’t get in trouble anymore and now it’s so much fun to tell the stories. Hopefully some day i’ll be able to tell the truth to all my ex-girlfriends but probably not. I would most likely still get murdered.

Do yourself a favor and tell your parents a story that you lied about when you were a kid. It’s really alot of fun. Just trust me.

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