Recently, a colleague of mine told me her son was turning 18. And he announced to her that when he turned 18, he was going to do everything that he wasn’t able to do until he turned 18. One of which item he mentioned was buying a pack of cigarettes. He really didn’t have an urge to smoke them, he just wanted to buy them because he was able to do so when he turned 18.
It got me thinking about when I turned 18. One of the first things I wanted to do with my friends was going to a porn movie. At that time, when I was 18, you couldn’t be admitted to an adult movie until you were 18. So a bunch of us who were graduating high school together decided to go see our first porn movie in a theater for the first time. I still remember that day. All 6 of us bought our tickets, then went to walk into the dark theater where the movie had already started (I don’t even remember the name of the movie), and as we stood by the door, all grouped together, we swung the door open to see a theatrical version of an excited male genitalia fully engorged across the silver screen. The only girl amongst us immediately exclaimed, “Oh my GOD!”