Once had a really great easter party where we legally roasted a pig and illegally distilled liquor. Never in my life have I had a cleaner buzz. When I got home the next day I wrestled with myself whether I should tell my mother about it. But eventually I elected to tell her because I had such a good time.
When I mentioned my reservations for telling her about distilling liquor she shot me an incredulous look and just said: "Dude, have you forgotten that I'm Norwegian?"
In Norway alcohol is very expensive so basically everyone has distilled liquor at some point in their life.
Nah, it's a German "my mother was literally born and raised in Norway" story.
When I moved to another city I even discovered that me and even my kids are technically Norwegian as well as German. At least according to the German authorities. I wanted to see if we could get a Norwegian passport but didn't have the time yet.
Same when me and my friends got the cops called on us as a kids for climbing onto our school building at night to eat pizza. Like damn dude, have you never enjoyed life or wtf is going on?
My mom cried when she found out I tried mushrooms when I was 16.
My mother who has had two long term boyfriends I know about, the guy before my dad who was a Coke dealer, and my dad who went to jail for selling drugs. She met my dad because she was trying to find mushrooms and he sold them.