Originally Posted by Turboface

I was fresh out of high school at the time. I was in the passenger seat of a buddy's '69 Camaro that was parked in the fire lane of a Best department store. My buddy was in the store picking up his check (he was a manager there). I had a bottle of Jack Daniels between my feet, a beer between my legs, and a joint between my lips, when another friend that was in the back seat said in a panicked voice, 'Who are those old people looking at us?'. I look up only to see my parents standing there holding each other, not looking very happy. I threw the joint under the seat and started rolling up the window as my parents approached the smoke filled car. They looked in and saw (and smelled) what was going on. With a tone of disappointment in his voice, my Dad said, 'You'll never learn.' and they turned to go to their car. I rolled down the window and shouted, 'I'm sorry you had to see me this way.' My friend in the back seat erupted into this hysterical laughter as my folks just gave me a dirty look and walked off. I turned to the backseat, 'What the hell are you doing laughing like that, my parents can hear you!'. He replied, 'That just sounded so bad.' I started cracking up myself. It did sound bad.

Not my finest hour.