14 years ago I was heavily pregnant....
but still in my 20s so we regularly had parties at my house - and whenever possible, we'd go into the garden and start a bonfire. My neighbour was always able to find firewood by walking up and down the street stealing 'for sale' signs.

The father of my unborn was trying to get the fire going this one particular night - he took the petrol can and standing over the small fire, poured petrol onto the fire.

The fire liked this and burst into life, climbing up the still pouring petrol and into the gerry can - which still had a substantial amount of petrol in it. The father of my child held the flaming, melting plastic petrol can and panicked, asking us what to do as the flame started licking up his arms.

"let go of the can and step away from the fire" was the universal reply. As I was the only sober one (due to pregnancy), I picked up a shovel and started to bury the petrol can in dirt to extinguish the flames.

All I could think was "what was I thinking, breeding with this idiot".

Fortunately, 14 years down the line, the idiot gene from his dad seem to have skipped this generation.
( camp freddy well, would you look at that!, Fri 24 Sep 2010, 13:47, 4 replies)

Brilliant!
Click for "what was I thinking, breeding with this idiot".
(MrNorm, Fri 24 Sep 2010, 14:20, closed)

I have a lot of friends who now look back in a similar way
one in particular said:

"why did I ever marry that elbow chewing mongrel"

She's now happy with a decent guy.
( Bamboo Steamer, Fri 24 Sep 2010, 14:29, closed)

fortunately after a horrid split then years of rows, we are now friends
Shame I'm still single tho. Hurrah for your friend :D
( camp freddy well, would you look at that!, Fri 24 Sep 2010, 16:54, closed)

still single eh?
perhaps it's not a shame ;P
( Bamboo Steamer, Fri 24 Sep 2010, 16:58, closed)