My school must have really had to stretch for their “bad example” because it was an alcoholic whose horror story was having to ride the bus to boot camp with a nasty hangover, including puking out the window, and how loud the gunshots were at the shooting range. Sure, it didn’t sound fun, but it also didn’t sound that bad to feel sick for a bit and his real problem was signing up for the military (which tbf might have also happened when he was drunk and might have been the point of the story that went over my young head). Hangovers mostly sound bad to people who have experienced hangovers before.
When I was a kid, I had a relative with a big booth at the NY State Fair, so we hung out at the fair a lot, and explored every inch of it.
One of the most fascinating things for me was the State Troopers’ display of drugs. They were all lined up on a board, behind glass, labeled so I could identify them accurately. There was even a joint, and I wondered if it was real. I would check it out often, and every year I’d come back to examine it.
As an adult, I realized that it had the exact opposite effect it was supposed to have. It only made the drugs look more enticing.
Personally, the anti drug campaign that I had in elementary school made me more curious about drugs than anything else.
Though, knowing what I now know about the war on drugs, that could have been deliberate.
I was always promised in school that drug dealers were going to give me free drugs. I was assured that this would happen.
Never bloody happened. Liars.
It’s not like the D.A.R.E. guy was high when he came to our school or anything… High on pure Colombian life I guess.
My school must have really had to stretch for their “bad example” because it was an alcoholic whose horror story was having to ride the bus to boot camp with a nasty hangover, including puking out the window, and how loud the gunshots were at the shooting range. Sure, it didn’t sound fun, but it also didn’t sound that bad to feel sick for a bit and his real problem was signing up for the military (which tbf might have also happened when he was drunk and might have been the point of the story that went over my young head). Hangovers mostly sound bad to people who have experienced hangovers before.
If you’ve ever had a migraine then a hangover is nothing. No hangover can ever be bad enough that thinking your own name hurts.
When I was a kid, I had a relative with a big booth at the NY State Fair, so we hung out at the fair a lot, and explored every inch of it.
One of the most fascinating things for me was the State Troopers’ display of drugs. They were all lined up on a board, behind glass, labeled so I could identify them accurately. There was even a joint, and I wondered if it was real. I would check it out often, and every year I’d come back to examine it.
As an adult, I realized that it had the exact opposite effect it was supposed to have. It only made the drugs look more enticing.