When I was 15, I went to a local disco and got absolutely blootered on Buckfast. My granda had got a new Volvo car a few weeks before and he came to collect me in his new car. I saw him pull up and went stoatin over to the passenger side trying to look sober, then threw up all over the passenger door. He just looked at me and said “if you want to last the night boy, hush your mouth” lol. He then woke me up at 7am the next morning with a greasy breakfast and a bucket and sponge to clean the car. I was grounded for 7 days into the bargain for being pished and puking.
I’ve never felt as rough as I did that morning and I’ve never touched bucky since.
At first, I thought “They’ll just be happy I’m alive and not hurt.” Then they got to the scene of the accident and I watched my dad go straight from the car to his truck without paying me any attention. At that point, I knew I was fucked.
Comments
When I was 15, I went to a local disco and got absolutely blootered on Buckfast. My granda had got a new Volvo car a few weeks before and he came to collect me in his new car. I saw him pull up and went stoatin over to the passenger side trying to look sober, then threw up all over the passenger door. He just looked at me and said “if you want to last the night boy, hush your mouth” lol. He then woke me up at 7am the next morning with a greasy breakfast and a bucket and sponge to clean the car. I was grounded for 7 days into the bargain for being pished and puking.
I’ve never felt as rough as I did that morning and I’ve never touched bucky since.
When I was 19, I backed my tank into a building, and the entire building crashed down on top of us.
Rolled my dad’s beloved 1987 Ford Ranger.
At first, I thought “They’ll just be happy I’m alive and not hurt.” Then they got to the scene of the accident and I watched my dad go straight from the car to his truck without paying me any attention. At that point, I knew I was fucked.