Things you did...that your dad doesn't know....

[El Presidente]

Sitting opposite my father on fathers day last Sunday a smile crossed my face as I wondered if at the age of 83, maybe it was time I should own up to a few things that I have done.

• The Mazda 808 wasn't stolen from the front yard and taken for a joy ride to be left on the side of a swollen creek down the street.  

      You should have taken me for that driving lesson pop. I took it out in the rain, lost control and panicked when I couldn't reverse it out of the wet underbrush 

• Yes. despite all your protestations...almost all the fish you catch (and insist on keeping) are undersized. Yes....you are right that when you bring them back to the house to clean they are all legal sized. 

     That is because for the last 10 years, your grandsons Ben + Tom and I have been replacing them when you are not looking with fish we have caught .....and releasing yours. 

 

On reflection...list a few things that your father doesn't know you did 

[scap99]

Hahaha, pop still doesn't know I smoke cigars.

Been almost 20 yrs.  Lol

[skalls]

I thought I tricked my dad and "borrowed" 2 cases of beer after I graduated high school.  He was the principle/superintendent of the school district and he had a very strict rule of no smoking/drinking.  If we did and got caught there'd be hell to pay, and not playing sports.  Once I graduated he just said "No drinking and driving."

Friends came over one Saturday night saying there was a party outside of town at a friends place.  Off we went with 2 cases of MGD Light.

6 years later, very casually he asked me if I knew anything about 2 cases of beer that went missing.  Thought I pulled one over on him, but no I didn't.

[Habana Mike]

Oh, I'm sure there's a few. Most not fit for a board of this calibre.....

He was pretty much up on most of it though, sharp bugger.

[kwsaw63]

I was packed off to boarding school when I was 13, so there was tons of stuff I got up to that my parents have no clue about!

[Fuzz]

Sold "adult" paraphernalia to my fellow students to cover my uni fees. To be honest, it was quite profitable, especially from the international students who were living away from home. They were always cashed up and willing to buy any and everything.

[Jimmy_jack]

When we cleaned the boat after fishing, we also cleaned the cooler...of cold drinks. Not all of them, just enough to have fun and hope that he didn't notice.

[rickthecabbie]

Back in 1983 my Pop had a single  Romeo & Julieta Churchill. I have no idea how long that tubo sat in his desk drawer, but I stole it,
and I smoked it, and about 15 minutes after I had finished it, I threw up.
That was my first Cuban.

I regret nothing.

[Fuzz]

27 minutes ago, rickthecabbie said:

Back in 1983 my Pop had a single  Romeo & Julieta Churchill. I have no idea how long that tubo sat in his desk drawer, but I stole it,
and I smoked it, and about 15 minutes after I had finished it, I threw up.
That was my first Cuban.

I regret nothing.

Not to sidetrack, but is your avatar pic the aptly named "Captain Avatar" from Star Blazers?

[rickthecabbie]

10 hours ago, Fuzz said:

Not to sidetrack, but is your avatar pic the aptly named "Captain Avatar" from Star Blazers?

I'm tempted to say that it is an actual photograph of me, but, yes, that is the Captain Avatar.

He was the obvious choice, and Star Blazers was a really great show.

[luv2fly]

I could never get away with anything.  My parents, especially my mom, did it all when they were young so I got away with nothing.  Punishment was not bad since they understood.  Not happy but not hypocrites either.

[ThePolskiOgorki]

When I was 9 or 10 years old I said a cuss word and my dad put soap in my mouth. I wasn't phased by the soap in my mouth so he rubbed it on my teeth and tongue to get the point across. That sucked.  

Later that day I used his toothbrush to scrub the toilet bowl a little. Never told him and I never will. Not proud of it. 

[SloppyJ]

One time me and a buddy went to go put gas in my mom's car so she didn't have to stop in the morning on the way to work. On the way to the gas station, we noticed a road sign was down. On the way back we pick up the road sign, post and all. Realize it won't fit in the car so my buddy is holding it out of the window parallel with the car. We then thought it was a great idea to "joust" it into another road sign that was standing. 

 

Well he did it. The sign/post he threw came directly back at us and gashed the rear passenger door. For a couple years I insisted that someone did it to us at the gas station when I was inside paying. My dad and I patched it up as best we could and went on with life. 

 

A few years later, we decided to trade the car in on another one. As soon as we leave the lot, my dad turns to me and asked "What really happened to that door?" I had to spill the beans. 

 

Also, when I was about 22 I got a new phone and gave my dad my old one, number and all. He told me he has gotten many random phone calls from young ladies. I think he was proud of that one though. 

[TomF]

This thread should be titled, "Things you did....that you think your dad doesn't know"...

Just sayin'...

[Ethernut]

There's very little I did that my Dad doesn't now know. He probably doesn't know just how many chicks I snuck into my bedroom window which was low to the ground and about 5 feet tall. But he knows it happened, he also probably doesn't know how many nights I spent away from home by sneaking out, but he know's it happened. My sister snuck out once and he saw the foot prints in the grass the next morning. I always kept to the landscaping till I hit concrete so I never got caught. ;-)

Great memories!

[Warren]

When I was about 18 I borrowed my fathers prized 66 Ford Galaxie 500 like the one in the attached picture.

I went out for the evening with a new girlfriend and somewhere along the freeway I hit 100 miles per hour and the car gave a little cough.

The next morning Dad went to start the car and it wouldn't. I had blown the engine that night but never told him what happened. It was such a great car to drive.

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[Miller1985]

I couldn't get away with anything. My dad could tell whenever I'd been up to something. To be fair though, he told me to tell him anytime I was gonna do something I wasn't supposed to. The times I took his advice, he honored his side of the agreement. He wasn't happy or proud, but he knew where I was and who I was with. He hated being surprised by another parent trying to rat me out. 

[eswary]

The even better conversation is things my Dad knew I did but never said anything...love you pops!!!


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[westg]

10 hours ago, Warren said:

When I was about 18 I borrowed my fathers prized 66 Ford Galaxie 500 like the one in the attached picture.

I went out for the evening with a new girlfriend and somewhere along the freeway I hit 100 miles per hour and the car gave a little cough.

The next morning Dad went to start the car and it wouldn't. I had blown the engine that night but never told him what happened. It was such a great car to drive.

I

I bet it was ...that is such a cool looking car !

[Zedman05]

Snuck out of the house after it got dark and my parents went to bed during the summer months when school was out. Left around 11ish, military crawled out my basement window, crawled through the back yard and then roller-bladed for half an hour just to get to the party where the hot tub, girls, booze and party favors were. I did this 2 nights in a row as it was a helluva party. Sneaking back into the house was hard as my Dad was always up at random times having a smoke at the kitchen table overlooking the back yard. I was 17 and don't regret anything....neither did my gf at the time.

Another night my buddy and I throught in our 15 year old wisdom that we would try some wacky tobaccy in the basement where my room was. We were clever as **** though . We thought blowing the smoke out the window and holding the lit end inside a tube of cardboard with a drier sheet on the end would mask the smell. It was like 1 in the morning, and I thought my Dad went to bed a while before. Apparently making toast or hashbrowns at 1 am is what my Father was into that night because he came downstairs right by my room to the freezer, got his stuff and then went back upstairs. This wouldn't be a huge deal, if you knew that I didn't have a normal room in the basement with walls and such. My walls were curtains and bed sheets hanging from the beams to the floor to seperate it from the rest of the basement. Sheets do not block smell. Needless to say we were both shitting out pants when we heard him coming down the stairs.

Those are the 2 things I think I got away with.

Cigar F^iend