“It was my 1st birthday and apparently, while my mom brought guests to the door, I licked all the liquor glasses empty. After returning, she saw me falling backwards and passing out. The ambulance medic told her that I had consumed too much alcohol and sat me on the throne. Not too much has changed since then.”
(submitted by Beatrice)
Sometimes when you’re happy and you know it, you don’t need to clap your hands.
(submitted by Nicole)
When I was 15 my parents finished part of our basement to make a ‘hangout’ area for me to bring friends over. I couldn’t wait to be out of the eyeline of my parents so I could bring boys over and makeout. We were shopping for sofas and they asked me what I liked better, the sectional or a regular couch. I blurted out, “I like the sexual!” in front of the salespeople and my parents. Oh, it was so awkward.
(submitted by Stephanie)