My son, a really good kid who doesn't drink, smoke or use drugs turned 21 yesterday.
His friends' plans were to take him out to a bar and have him drink til he puked. We got a good laugh out of it because he can make himself vomit (without the finger down the throat).
His intention was to go with them, do a few shots, puke, and leave.
Yeah I know its gross but at the same time, remember, he is just coming of age for drinking to be legal and it was a big deal with his friends.
He got to the bar, did a few shots and went into the bathroom to throw them up so that he could spend more time with his friends and the people he works with who were also all invited to celebrate his big day with him.
He was the center of attention and having a lot of fun.
He did a few more shots, went into the bathroom to throw them up and came back out for more fun.
He did a few more shots, went into the bathroom to throw them up and came back out for more fun.
He did a few more shots, went into the bathroom to throw them up and came back out for more fun.
He called me about three hours later to tell me what a good time he was having and that he was getting totally sh*t-faced in the process.
Reminding him of the "rules" (Have fun, be careful) we laughed, talked a little, hung up the phones, and his night went on much as above until he threw up without making himself and was tossed out of the bar for being too intoxicated.
I knew what he was in for and gave him some time to sleep it off before I called him today to make sure he had made it home in one piece and had not killed himself of alcohol poisoning.
The boy is
hurtin' lol and has no intentions of
ever drinking again.
Our conversation ended with; "So do you want me to let you go so you can go back to bed?"
"Yes, thanks!"
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I love my son.
I can't wait to talk to him tomorrow.