Talk about a risky fake ID

If you came of age (21) in the paranoia age of the 80s or early 90s, you've done it before....admit it.....you've tried to get into a bar using someone else's ID. It wasn't fake, but it wasn't you either.
From CNN.com, there was an article about a waitress who when asking for ID, was handed her own drivers license. What are the odds of that? Now this isn't your fraternity brother lending you his spare ID for the night, this was a stolen purse and then using the ID in public? Stick to using the credit cards baby!
I remember when I was 17 and a freshman in college, I used to borrow an ID from a Senior in my fraternity that I didn't know all that well. His name was Bob, he was 23, and he had a mustache. I was 17, heavy, baby faced, and had much more hair. So were the days....it was easier to get into places when I was 17 than it was when I was 20. I actually didn't do much bar-hopping my last year before turning 21, I kept the fraternity scene, apartments, and the like.....I was also kinda poor, buying Piels light, Yeungling (not the real lager), and Miester Brau, affectionately known as Mr. Beer.

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