So, I have a very old confession that I would like to finally shout into the void.
When I was a young teenager, I blamed my brother for spending money on the cable bill for a Pay-Per-View called Bare Naked Ladies. He didn’t get in to much trouble, but I was the one who spent the money…
I remember being home alone and seeing the program while scrolling through the channel guide. Me being 14 at the time of course I clicked on it. A message popped up that said it would charge $7.99 to our bill and without hesitation I clicked ok.
That was the day I found out that Bare Naked Ladies was a band. It didn’t dawn on me quickly either, I scrolled back and fourth between channels waiting to see some boobs, only to be repeatedly met by a bunch of dudes playing instruments…
Eventually the time came and my parents questioned me on the bill because my older brother said it wasn’t him. I also lied and said it wasn’t me, and since I was the baby they believed me easily. Honestly, I was pretty embarrassed, and was a liar on top of that. I plan to tell my brother this story when we hang out next, but thinking about it the last few days made me realize how funny it is so I thought I would share it here.
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So do you like BNL now?
When you were born, they looked at you and said, “what a good boy. What a smart boy. What a strong boy.”
But they were wrong.
At least you were glad that you were Off The Hook.
Anything you’d have seen would’ve just been Fake Nudes anyway. God Forbid.
“It’s been…”
Depending on how long it is and how badly he was punished, this is the kind of thing that makes for a really fun confession in your 20s.
You can just come out with it “remember that time that X got in trouble for buying a pay per view of the bare naked ladies… yeah, that was me, there were no actual naked ladies :(.”
I’m sure he’d get over after it’s been…
One week since you look at-
The son of one of the lead singers is a Redditor, I’m sure he’d find that hilarious. Can’t remember his user name.
This is absolute gold 😂 Honestly, that’s such a perfect combo of teenage curiosity, innocent misunderstanding, and classic sibling scapegoating.