Turning into your parents
Unable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
Thanks to b3th for the suggestion
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
Unable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
Thanks to b3th for the suggestion
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
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I think I'm turning into my mum
Because the first thing that goes through my mind upon seeing a scantily clad young nubile female, tottering along on high heels, is "Eeeh, she'll catch her death".
Mind you the second thing is "I wonder if she's wearing any knickers"?
Which means I'm turning into my dad.
I'm screwed either way.
( , Fri 1 May 2009, 19:41, Reply)
Because the first thing that goes through my mind upon seeing a scantily clad young nubile female, tottering along on high heels, is "Eeeh, she'll catch her death".
Mind you the second thing is "I wonder if she's wearing any knickers"?
Which means I'm turning into my dad.
I'm screwed either way.
( , Fri 1 May 2009, 19:41, Reply)
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