Got a few since last time...
1. We had a going away party for all the college kids the last week before school started, and all the parents were upstairs while all the kids hung out downstairs in the basement. I arrived with this girl Maggie, who was wearing a backpack. One of the dads there says, "Hey Maggie, are we going to need to check that backpack to make sure there's nothing in there that shouldn't be?" And the guy's wife looks at her and says "Oh no, don't worry about it Maggie, just remember: only one bowl per person." Surprisingly, they all laughed, but I had no idea how to react to that...
Next up. I went down to CU Boulder over Thanksgiving break to visit some friends of mine from back east, and for the first two days one of the kids' parents were in town. This is the setup for two stories:
1. We were walking around campus with them and as they were leaving the next day and would probably only see him that morning, his mom asks "Alex, is there anything else you or your friends need for this next week before we head back to the hotel?" He kinda shrugs and mumbles that he thinks we're alright. His dad is kinda looking around and there are countless hot girls all over the place, so the dude pipes up "Looks to me like they're going to need some condoms!" His mom decides to play along and says "How many should we get 'em?" And he replies "From the looks of it, about a box each." His mom is just silenced, we're all trying not to laugh, and then she just turns to him and says, "Remember you have a daughter, too."
2. After they left we went back to the dorms and we decided to get annihilated... I mean that was the purpose of the trip. Unfortunately, we had no beer, only vodka, so we decided to play six-cup liquor pong. Half a shot per cup, and the winners had to take victory shots. Everyone got slayed, we ended up going through a little over a handle between four of us, and all of us puked at least once. The kid whose parents are there decides to throw up all over his hoodie, and pass out on the floor. Next morning the parents knock on the door to say goodbye to their kid, and so we're greeting them and they ask where Alex is... he stumbles out from behind the door caked in vomit, in his hair, on his hoodie... everywhere. His mom just kind of stares at him and eventually says "Well I guess I'll have to wait until Christmas break to give you a hug."