My sister and nephew
Came to visit me when I was a student in the fair city of Stirling. I took them to the obligatory visit to Stirling Castle, and we walked from the town centre to the top of the hill upon which the castle looms. My nephew was only five at the time, and found this rather a trek. My sister and I kept encouraging him saying "We'll soon be there!" and "You'll see the castle soon!" and "It's an amazing castle, you'll love it!"

When we got to the top of the hill, you see the great courtyard and behind that the restored splendour of the castle itself, with its eleborate facade with gargoyles and sinister looking mythical creatures. My nephew burst into tears.

"Oh, oh, what's wrong?" I asked, all concerned.

Sobs, tears. "I THOUGHT IT WAS A BOUNCY CASTLE!"
(McChinaman banned, Fri 10 Jun 2011, 3:13, 4 replies)

Haha. Bless.
A bouncy castle the size of stirling castle would be pretty fucking awesome.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Fri 10 Jun 2011, 8:07, closed)

Also - what she said^^

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 10 Jun 2011, 8:28, closed)

This cannot be clicked hard enough by me.
I recommend it features in next week's newsletter.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 10 Jun 2011, 8:27, closed)

Thanks
This anecdote has cracked me up for more than 12 years.
(McChinaman banned, Fri 10 Jun 2011, 8:32, closed)

Stories about other people's kids generally bore me to death,
but this is excellent.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Fri 10 Jun 2011, 9:57, closed)

Awww :(

(Sadarse works like Mist condensing mud flaps, Fri 10 Jun 2011, 10:30, closed)