#3 Better The Lashing Than Crashing
At a small farm town about 20 minutes away from my actual town, everyone was out partying. I didn’t realize that our DD had been consuming adult beverages all night. When it was time to go, I couldn’t even tell she was tipsy. But something wasn’t right, so I didn’t want to drive back with them. For whatever reason, I opted to get picked up by my mom instead.
I put up with the verbal tongue-lashing from her when she came to pick me up. Well, my friends in the first car were apparently veering across the road, got picked up by the cops, and all of them had to spend the night in jail. Glad I opted for my mom.
Credit: Economy_Cactus