my brother
was the devil incarnate as a toddler/young boy. he was also very angelic looking, with a mop of white blond hair and big green eyes (he's now a bald accountant and couldn't look less angelic but that's irrelevant, of course).

his 6th birthday party in mcdonalds in a well to do part of buckinghamshire was a NIGHTMARE. 20 well brought up little boys from nice families are still little demons and shits underneath.

"take THAT!" the doctor's son yelled, pouring his chocolate milkshake on innocent people coming up the stairs.

"and THAT!" added the son of a famous footballer, lobbing french fries at the manager.

meanwhile the local solicitor's son was standing on the table perverting the innocent children's songs:

"old macdonald had a POO" he carolled loudly, managing to drown out even the clown with a microphone...

we moved to cheshire shortly after that.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Fri 18 Apr 2008, 9:54, Reply)