1975 and I was the Drum Captain of the band. We were hanging out in front of the school before getting into our uniforms and we were talking about who had had sex in a swimming pool. What a bunch of liars we were.
My friends and I in the late 70’s would steal our Dads warm Old Style beers and smoke ditch weed.
Little did we know were were just punishing ourselves by drinking warm beer and getting sick off the lowest grade weed out there.
Never underestimate the poor decision making skills of youth.