KidsEither you love 'em or you hate 'em. Or in the case of Fred West - both. Tell us your ankle-biter stories.
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rob, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:10)
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My brotherWhen he was young (2 or 3), we were at my new cousin's Christening.
He was left in the care of my grandfather as my parents were occupied being godparents and the like.
Just as the vicar's about to do the bit with the water and the baby, and a reverential silence descends upon the church...
"GRANDAD! WHY'S THE VICAR GOT NO HAIR?"
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le brian, Sat 19 Apr 2008, 19:53,
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