Turning into your parentsUnable 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
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
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My father was a pretty famous big game hunterI never wanted to follow in his footsteps. It just didn't appeal to me, all the killing zebras and lions. Then one day I got bitten by the bug and bagged myself four giraffe, twelve antelope, and a couple of tigers.
I thought my dad would be pleased of his boy... but he wasn't.
Unfortunately I was on a school trip to Windsor Safari Park at the time.
(, Tue 5 May 2009, 15:53, 1 reply)
I did the same.Nobody told me they had changed it to Legoland, so when I put my foot down to avoid the monkeys I ran over a hell of alot of 5 year olds and took out big ben and half of the danish model village.
(, Tue 5 May 2009, 22:43, closed)
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