Grandparents
My awesome grandad flew in Wellingtons in the war. Damn, those shortages were terrible. Tell us about brilliant-stroke-rubbish grandparents.
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( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:51)
My awesome grandad flew in Wellingtons in the war. Damn, those shortages were terrible. Tell us about brilliant-stroke-rubbish grandparents.
Suggested by Buffet the Appetite Slayer
( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:51)
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A joyous sight to behold was
on arriving with my father to my sister's house for the midsummer celebrations, as he walked through the gate, the flock of children ranging from 3-10 playing at the end of the garden looking up, and as one crying out excitedly "GRANDPA!" and rushing to him, covering him in a happy little cloud of hugs.
( , Wed 8 Jun 2011, 10:39, 10 replies)
on arriving with my father to my sister's house for the midsummer celebrations, as he walked through the gate, the flock of children ranging from 3-10 playing at the end of the garden looking up, and as one crying out excitedly "GRANDPA!" and rushing to him, covering him in a happy little cloud of hugs.
( , Wed 8 Jun 2011, 10:39, 10 replies)
Lovely. Takes years for them to learn that while enjoyable, its still wrong.
( , Wed 8 Jun 2011, 10:58, closed)
Oh god.
Who let you on the front page? You're going to be insufferable all day now.
Well done.
( , Wed 8 Jun 2011, 11:39, closed)
Who let you on the front page? You're going to be insufferable all day now.
Well done.
( , Wed 8 Jun 2011, 11:39, closed)
No.
That's one of several skinny girls trying to get out of my mum.
Err, what?
( , Wed 8 Jun 2011, 12:15, closed)
That's one of several skinny girls trying to get out of my mum.
Err, what?
( , Wed 8 Jun 2011, 12:15, closed)
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