Losing it
Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
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Have a pea...
So there I was lying in bed being rudely awoken by my alarm clock, I get up have a shower and get dressed and go downstairs for breakfast.
When I get downstairs I say morning to my parents and eat the delicious breakfast my mother has made for me, say thanks and bid them goodbye.
I go out to the shed and get my bike out, saddle up and start on the 4 mile ride to school.
I used to enjoy the ride as I live in the countryside so you got to see all manner of wildlife (I'm into that sort of stuff).
Anyway I digress, so there I am cycling along whistling away to myself when I get to the village that the school is situated in (Weaverham if you care) Cycle up Lime Avenue to the school gates....
and they're shut??? Strange, it's 8:40am, so someone should be here.
And then it dawned on me, there was nobody about because it was fucking Saturday!
By bloody parents had watched me go to school on a fucking Saturday!
8 fucking mile round trip!
I was pissed! (off)
I cycled back home faster than I've ever gone before, I got to the driveway and cycled down it (We lived in a farmhouse) turned the corner and saw my Mother, Father and Sister stood on the doorstep laughing their heads off, Bastards!
I stormed in and refused to come out for the rest of the weekend.
They'd even gone to the trouble of ringing a neighbour (half a mile down the road) to get them to keep an eye out for me returning so they could be on the doorstep on my return and take the piss.
Cnuts!
( , Tue 26 Jul 2011, 16:44, 3 replies)
So there I was lying in bed being rudely awoken by my alarm clock, I get up have a shower and get dressed and go downstairs for breakfast.
When I get downstairs I say morning to my parents and eat the delicious breakfast my mother has made for me, say thanks and bid them goodbye.
I go out to the shed and get my bike out, saddle up and start on the 4 mile ride to school.
I used to enjoy the ride as I live in the countryside so you got to see all manner of wildlife (I'm into that sort of stuff).
Anyway I digress, so there I am cycling along whistling away to myself when I get to the village that the school is situated in (Weaverham if you care) Cycle up Lime Avenue to the school gates....
and they're shut??? Strange, it's 8:40am, so someone should be here.
And then it dawned on me, there was nobody about because it was fucking Saturday!
By bloody parents had watched me go to school on a fucking Saturday!
8 fucking mile round trip!
I was pissed! (off)
I cycled back home faster than I've ever gone before, I got to the driveway and cycled down it (We lived in a farmhouse) turned the corner and saw my Mother, Father and Sister stood on the doorstep laughing their heads off, Bastards!
I stormed in and refused to come out for the rest of the weekend.
They'd even gone to the trouble of ringing a neighbour (half a mile down the road) to get them to keep an eye out for me returning so they could be on the doorstep on my return and take the piss.
Cnuts!
( , Tue 26 Jul 2011, 16:44, 3 replies)
At least you made an early start on your weekend, more time to fuck around!
I would be pleased :)
( , Wed 27 Jul 2011, 13:55, closed)
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