When I woke up in the morning the floor had beer stains all over it. (you wouldn’t think beer would stain too bad but it does). So I rode my racer down to 7-11 to buy some carpet cleaner. I was worried that they wouldn’t have any but they had two kinds. I bought the cheapest. 

The carpet cleaner worked pretty well and I stashed the empty bottle in this old toy box I used to have in my bedroom.(I didn’t want mum to see it in the rubbish bin) The toy box was my stash for anything I didn’t want mum to find. In my Porn King days it was full of mags, but at the time it just had a six pack of VB.  

Mum and Dad came home and didn’t notice the stains (or at least they didn’t say anything). A few weeks went by and I had pretty much forgotten about the party when dad approached me with a very serious look about him. 

"Russ there’s something I want to ask you about and I don’t want you to get angry, I’m only asking because I care about you" 

My mind raced and I started to get that sick feeling in my stomach. My mum appeared from the family room and came into my room. 

"we found some carpet cleaner in your toybox. We need to know if you’re involved in drugs". 

At that point I did get very angry. I told them that even if I was on drugs I’d find something a bit better than sniffing carpet shampoo.