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That is a bit young for a kid to start raiding his parent's liquor cabinet LOL. I remember doing a similar thing when I was 16, drank about a cup of Southern Comfort from my parent's bottle, then replaced it with water LOL. Since there was no Playstation back then, the only thing my parents could do to punish me is ground me. And my dad had a particular way of grounding me as well -- he'd say not a word, and like let me get ready for hours to go skating (that's all we had when I grew up and that's all everyone of us kids did, go to the skating rink, the social central of our hick town LOL). Anyways, he'd let me get ready, then I'd come out, ready for either my mom or dad to drive me there, as usual, THEN my dad would inform me I was grounded, and not going anywhere. Doh! Man that burned! [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]
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