Crazy Relatives
curvylittlegoth writes, "My Grandma is crazy, crazy mad. As well as regularly putting curses on us all, she once fell asleep in the armchair on a sunny afternoon, Barley Wine in one hand, Peter Stuyveson in the other, only to wake up several hours later to a Darth Vader sounding fireman. She thought she was in HELL as the smoke and flames billowed round her..."
Are any of your relatives this loopy?
( , Thu 5 Jul 2007, 15:59)
curvylittlegoth writes, "My Grandma is crazy, crazy mad. As well as regularly putting curses on us all, she once fell asleep in the armchair on a sunny afternoon, Barley Wine in one hand, Peter Stuyveson in the other, only to wake up several hours later to a Darth Vader sounding fireman. She thought she was in HELL as the smoke and flames billowed round her..."
Are any of your relatives this loopy?
( , Thu 5 Jul 2007, 15:59)
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Apple Pie
Picture the scene:
It's some time in 1996/97, Saturday afternoon, about half past 3.
Man Utd are losing 1-0 (I think it might have been Blackburn, but that's irrelevant). My mum is listening to the match on the radio, dressed pretty much head to toe in red, including her 'lucky' Man Utd shirt.
I'm probaby pretending to do some homework or something similar. My mum pokes her head round the door. "I'm just going to make an Andy Cole apple pie"
Andy Cole scores twice to win the match.... Saturdays have never been the same since.
More recently, she is convinced that Cabrera won the US Open because I had phoned her on the Friday morning and said that my money was on Cabrera .
Maybe I should jack in my lucrative job and earn my living gambling (My mum's "Rooney roulades" are pretty tasty!)
( , Fri 6 Jul 2007, 20:37, Reply)
Picture the scene:
It's some time in 1996/97, Saturday afternoon, about half past 3.
Man Utd are losing 1-0 (I think it might have been Blackburn, but that's irrelevant). My mum is listening to the match on the radio, dressed pretty much head to toe in red, including her 'lucky' Man Utd shirt.
I'm probaby pretending to do some homework or something similar. My mum pokes her head round the door. "I'm just going to make an Andy Cole apple pie"
Andy Cole scores twice to win the match.... Saturdays have never been the same since.
More recently, she is convinced that Cabrera won the US Open because I had phoned her on the Friday morning and said that my money was on Cabrera .
Maybe I should jack in my lucrative job and earn my living gambling (My mum's "Rooney roulades" are pretty tasty!)
( , Fri 6 Jul 2007, 20:37, Reply)
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