[nevadapatriot]

No kidding, we grabbed Dad’s Schlitz and Budweiser in steel cans and rode our minibikes and had a blast. Until the ass whooping at least

[Sacajaweau]

So my son climbed in through his bedroom window and puked his guts out. I gave him a bucket and some rags.....and never said a word.

That night...I pondered and recalled the Christmas of 1962...and 5 screwdrivers in 2 hours....and a nearby toilet. lol

[Trailerpark Badass]

Lol, the 70's were a great time to be a kid. But we learned "how not to get caught," which taught us how to learn our limits.

Now, parents have parties for their kids, to "keep them safe." So the kids just get drunk as hell, "but at least they're not driving!"