Helicopter Parents
Back when young ScaryDuck worked in the Dole office rather than simply queuing in it, he had to deal with a claimant brought in by his mum. She did all the talking. He was 40 years old.
Have you had to deal with over-protective parents? Get your Dad to tell us all about it.
( , Thu 10 Sep 2009, 15:13)
Back when young ScaryDuck worked in the Dole office rather than simply queuing in it, he had to deal with a claimant brought in by his mum. She did all the talking. He was 40 years old.
Have you had to deal with over-protective parents? Get your Dad to tell us all about it.
( , Thu 10 Sep 2009, 15:13)
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Lesbians are EVERYWHERE
When I was a little kid my mum tried her best to protect me from the evils of the real world. So when I came home from school, a little confused, and asked: “Mummy, what’s a lesbian?” My mum pointed absently at the rug in the hallway and said: “That’s a lesbian. But that’s common. Call it a rug from now on. Now, do you want fishcakes for dinner or spaghetti shapes?”
And so this was forgotten until we went to a posh dinner at the home of my dad’s boss. I returned from the toilet, obviously desperate to be good (there was the possibility of a McDonald’s happymeal in it for me if I behaved), and also a little flustered because I’d had a toilet-related accident. I got a little confused. I announced to the room: “Mummy! There’s a big hairy lesbian in the bathroom! I weed on it!” Then I burst out crying.
As I say, I was confused. I thought lesbian was the posh way of saying rug and this was a big posh house, I'd forgotten that was the common name for the damn things... Parenthood – should be a law against it sometimes...
( , Mon 14 Sep 2009, 17:02, 4 replies)
When I was a little kid my mum tried her best to protect me from the evils of the real world. So when I came home from school, a little confused, and asked: “Mummy, what’s a lesbian?” My mum pointed absently at the rug in the hallway and said: “That’s a lesbian. But that’s common. Call it a rug from now on. Now, do you want fishcakes for dinner or spaghetti shapes?”
And so this was forgotten until we went to a posh dinner at the home of my dad’s boss. I returned from the toilet, obviously desperate to be good (there was the possibility of a McDonald’s happymeal in it for me if I behaved), and also a little flustered because I’d had a toilet-related accident. I got a little confused. I announced to the room: “Mummy! There’s a big hairy lesbian in the bathroom! I weed on it!” Then I burst out crying.
As I say, I was confused. I thought lesbian was the posh way of saying rug and this was a big posh house, I'd forgotten that was the common name for the damn things... Parenthood – should be a law against it sometimes...
( , Mon 14 Sep 2009, 17:02, 4 replies)
There's...
...gotta be a rug-munching joke in there somewhere.
I just can't think of one...
( , Mon 14 Sep 2009, 17:32, closed)
...gotta be a rug-munching joke in there somewhere.
I just can't think of one...
( , Mon 14 Sep 2009, 17:32, closed)
I knew
there was a reason I read b3ta QOTW. You have just reminded me.
( , Wed 16 Sep 2009, 13:48, closed)
there was a reason I read b3ta QOTW. You have just reminded me.
( , Wed 16 Sep 2009, 13:48, closed)
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