I took the rap like that once, ended up going to juvenile detention for it. I was living at a group home with like 20 other kids, temporary placement while they tried to find me a foster home.

Anyway, I ended up paying for two cases of beer, six bottles of wine, and an ounce of pot, to add to our enjoyment of life. So we were getting plotzed on booze and toking it up all over this huge house that was the group home, and eventually the guys in charge caught on and busted us. They piled all the empty and full bottles of booze on the floor, joints, pipes, papers, and what was left of the ounce.

Then they said, "Whose is this?" It was dead silent, nobody said anything. So they said, if no one owns up, you're ALL going to juvenile detention. And it didn't look like anyone else was gonna say anything, so either way, I was going to juvie. So I stood up and said, "It's all mine. That empty case of beer? I drank all that. The four empty bottles of wine? I drank that too. All that pot? It was just for me, I wasn't gonna share it with anyone." This provoked a few snickers from some of the still-stoned kids. But sure enough, an hour later and I was in juvie taking a de-lousing shower, and everyone else went totally free.

Man, I felt like a hero! And it worked out okay, because while I sat in juvie for the next few months, I was collecting Social Security (because my mom died when I was 12, and I was her only dependent). Getting paid a couple hundred bucks a month for hanging out and playing Spades all day every day wasn't all that bad, really.