I know right, I can't tell you how many times I heard at parties during my teenage years "my dad's going to kill me if anyone finds out about this", "someone spilled something on WHAT rug? oh shit", "of course they won't notice if we drink this, their liquor cabinet is always full", "I knocked the side mirror off of my moms Beemer, I told her someone hit me in a parking lot".

My best friend and I had a party once with about 100-150 people there. I couldn't even have a party that big in my neighborhood now... much less if I was a 16 year old kid with no parents in the house.

Oh Irmo... how I hated it but still managed to have a good time.