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  • spectregris
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    My family was having a party when I was thirteen. I was talking to this group of girls and having quite a good time. Feeling thirsty I reach over for my drink only to without my knowledge grab the tart burner and proceed to spill it all down my turtle neck (which was cringy by itself.) Then out rings the high pitched girly scream of a not yet broken voice and a tubby tween ripping off his shirt while everyone looks over horrified curiosity. I spent the rest of the night drink poisonous amounts of DIET dr. pepper and eating too many cocktail wienies.