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Were you allowed to party at your house with your parents home underage? What age?

Were you allowed to party at your house with your parents home underage? Explain?

  • Yes

    Votes: 15 17.9%
  • No

    Votes: 63 75.0%
  • Bacon

    Votes: 6 7.1%

  • Total voters
    84
Its pretty clear some of you guys got your ass kicked a few times and never got over it. I knew a couple of groups of guys who were into the fight thing, once 2 of the groups met up at a party and it was not pretty. I was at a party in my late 20's with about 30 people. We were blind drunk late at night and a handful of guys and girls showed up as things were starting to wind down, and it turns out none of us knew any of them. No tension between anyone and then all hell broke loose. Suddenly it was over and they all were gone. They didn't leave a thing behind, their girls picked up all their stuff as the brawl was going on, it was winter so everyone had coats. Looking around the party room was trashed and all of us were licking wounds. I had a bruise with the imprint from a folding chair across my back that took weeks to go away. Ah the good old days lol.


Oh yeah? Explain yourself why that is so clear….


Thanks for the cute story. Sounds like some petty highschool bullshit.
 
Oh yeah? Explain yourself why that is so clear….
Because you are still butthurt and whining about it like a little pussy how many years later :lmao: You need to go on Springer and confront the guys who beat you up and tell them how much your feelings are still hurt, maybe that will help
 
there is allot of bad parent good parent in this thread. it aint that easy.

where i grew up allot of my friends, including myself, had one level of the house to themselves. parents just never went there other than day time to be sure it wasn't a mess or for whatever reason. it was an understanding, it wasn't 'allowed' be wasn't not allowed. my place regularly had loud music and 10-15 people on weekends. kids with bigger places much more.

when we moved out i asked my dad to leave the furniture and stereo until last, knowing final move out was just after prom night. no questions where asked just a be sure you call me at the first sign anything may not be going right, dont want anything damaged. it was a good party, and did get out of hand. the only party i ever had that got out of hand, but still no dammage and my parents called other parents to be sure nobody drove home. i spent a couple hours on the phone in the car with my dad picking up all the kids that ran and brought them home. same as some of my other friends and their parents.

my graduating class was small enough to fit on a single basketball court for graduation. and 75 + MIP's where handed out, there where 6 cop cars that showed up, i didn't even think there were that many on duty at a time.

in general i dont think its a good idea, but everyplace is different. it worked out well for where and when i grew up. when i went to college it was clear to see the ones who didn't have the same outlets as i did. lots of really bad alcohol poisonings, and worse.


kids will find a way safe or not. i'm not even going to start on what went on in the back of the ski bus.
 
Because you are still butthurt and whining about it like a little pussy how many years later :lmao: You need to go on Springer and confront the guys who beat you up and tell them how much your feelings are still hurt, maybe that will help
Hold up let me get this right.

You come on here and proclaim people haven’t gotten over getting their ass whipped when they were kids and then go on to tell a story about some dudes that showed up at a party and whipped your ass?

Apparently I am butt hurt but have made no mention of any specific incidents from the past like you say while you are the one actually talking about what happened to you?

Projection much?

All I did was comment about how I dislike the gang mentality in regards to fights. Shit happens when we are young and most people grow out of thinking fights are cool or what make you tough.

Ive been in plenty of fights whoopty fucking do. Never did I go out with my buddies looking to pick one. That is weak and gay.
 
Hold up let me get this right.

You come on here and proclaim people haven’t gotten over getting their ass whipped when they were kids and then go on to tell a story about some dudes that showed up at a party and whipped your ass?

Apparently I am butt hurt but have made no mention of any specific incidents from the past like you say while you are the one actually talking about what happened to you?

Projection much?

All I did was comment about how I dislike the gang mentality in regards to fights. Shit happens when we are young and most people grow out of thinking fights are cool or what make you tough.

Ive been in plenty of fights whoopty fucking do. Never did I go out with my buddies looking to pick one. That is weak and gay.
I was laughing when remembering back at that brawl, and yes I took a beating but no lingering emotional pain lol.

I could tell you were a fighter from the post I initially quoted and I am sure everyone else felt the same way. I think you are reaching out and need a hug but sorry I am not the one to help you out there.
 
There was a circle of about 4-6 of us that all lived on 200+ acre places. HS was a constant rotation of partying in various barns arenas or pastures. Occasionally we would disappear across the border for the weekend and drink our asses off.


Most of the parents were of the "don't ask don't tell variety", and it wasn't uncommon for a keg or 2 to just show up. The sheriffs office wasn't as naive as we took them for either, they just let a lot slide, until it ventured off the place of origin and then we would have the ole "pour your beers out and run" over the PA announcement as they showed up.
 
The fighting-

If you were a nerdy dork and you're reading this, me and my friends were the ones that beat the fuck out of those guys that fucked with you.

The whole "going to a party looking for a fight" thing happened later on with the younger gen Y era. Of course douchebags started shit at parties, but nobody intentionally went looking for it because by high school we'd all had a broke nose or jaw and Sr. year was a bunch of lumpy scarred assholes just looking for a peaceful area to drink in.

I do have a couple of early 20 fond memories of the younger crowd wanting to start shit with some poor souls and then maybe sorta getting faces rearranged. YOU GONE LERN TODAY


I'm not a great fighter, but I know a few.
 
I beat you up a long time ago didn't I?:lmao:

Losers who showed up just to cause fights were dealt with by the sober squad in my youth. Half a dozen guys would stay sober at any party to deal with people who got out of hand. They would grab them, zip tie their hands behind their backs, and escort them to a different location. Didn't get a lot of repeat offenders. I only got out of hand once.

The ones who were actually tough didn't do shit like that, just the blow hards who liked to pick on people who had no interest in fighting.


I have no problem with mutual combat. That's part of life. Being a loser who goes to a party to beat someone up...that's just being a loser.
 
Typical Gen-X'er here. Divorced parents and I lived with mom. During the summers of '90 and '91 I had the gathering house. Mom didn't approve, sponsor, or endorse the events, but she had no authority because she stayed with her boyfriend every weekend and a week here-and-there. At 15, I had girlfriends sleepover while mom was away. The gatherings were usually my closest five friends plus their girlfriends and girlfriend's friends for whoever was single. The house was too small for huge parties. Other people had acreage and bonfires, so we'd pre-game and close at my place. Looking back, I'm baffled that nobody got killed, pregnant, or issued DUI/OUIL during that time.
 
I didn’t realize that was a universal thing lol

At least the ski bus was coed, the hockey bus was just flat out homosexual at my school
i think they are pretty universal.

especially ski bus, most kids wouldn't ever consider waking up that early to ride a bus, especially in 7th grade. i still know allot of the people from the bus, and it was an unspoken thing in school. :smokin:

we dont have hockey where i grew up, but in hs i visited a buddy of mine in wayzata MN. sounds like he was on the same hockey bus, and wasn't surprised to hear later the hs star came out in college. i never knew what i was missing until i went to one of the hs hockey games there, that was a good show:eek:
 
kinda but i voted yes.

after i turned 16 or so they didnt provide alcohol but didnt care that i had it in the fridge. Two different hs gf live with me at my parents. I had a job and paid a portion of rent.

weed was ok in their eyes. Other drugs were a no but out of site out of mind. I could talk about it with out being in trouble, as they figured if they tried to stop me id would do it anyways.


And my dad threw partys with live bands down on the farm so i couldnt throw a party per se
 
I didn't really party until I was 17ish, and even then it wasn't like the stereotypical house party type deal, more like a handful of us hanging around a campfire or small bonfire telling lies and blowing up aerosol cans. My parents never supplied anything, but were cool with us drinking as long as we didn't drive. Eventually the oldest guy in our group inherited his childhood home when his parents moved to a new one, so that became the hang out. Even then, we never really got out of hand, and definitely nothing like the article.

Duane

Same deal, hanging out in the woods at 16 drinking 2-3 beers. Parents didn’t know, dad probably suspected it but was cool with things as long as I didn’t get into trouble. Never drank with him until I was 21.

Mom wasn’t a great one, don’t talk to her much. Though she was “witty” when she would catch me one in every 100x we did something we shouldn‘t have.

Did a ton of dumb shit but never robbed anybody, got arrested, got some girl pregnant, messed around with hard drugs, etc.
 
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