When I met the parents
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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Do not question the ginger hulk...
I was 16, my Mum (the ginger hulk, coz she's big, angry and ginger, obviously) forced me to bring my gf round for dinner, totally against my better judgement. Half an hour into a fairly posh meal for my family (there may have even been veg involved) my Mother in her infinite wisdom and utterly warped humour decided this was the best time in the world to discuss my circumcision.
You see, it wasn't bad enough that she made me have it when I was about 9, due to some imaginary illness she made up, or that I was old enough to see the butchered remains of my newly sliced up nob and truly feel the immense pain of that first wee-wee, but apparently, and this is the moment she decided to let me know, it had gone horribly wrong and looked as though it'd been done by an epileptic surgeon in the middle of a rave in the latter stages of his parkinsons disease, I'd been left with a hugely deformed member. Now, the scars are mostly gone and most girls think that while it's a little bit chopped up it looks better than if it hadn't been done, but this really put the poor girlfriend off and needless to say, she was shagging my brother at the first possible opportunity.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 15:59, Reply)
I was 16, my Mum (the ginger hulk, coz she's big, angry and ginger, obviously) forced me to bring my gf round for dinner, totally against my better judgement. Half an hour into a fairly posh meal for my family (there may have even been veg involved) my Mother in her infinite wisdom and utterly warped humour decided this was the best time in the world to discuss my circumcision.
You see, it wasn't bad enough that she made me have it when I was about 9, due to some imaginary illness she made up, or that I was old enough to see the butchered remains of my newly sliced up nob and truly feel the immense pain of that first wee-wee, but apparently, and this is the moment she decided to let me know, it had gone horribly wrong and looked as though it'd been done by an epileptic surgeon in the middle of a rave in the latter stages of his parkinsons disease, I'd been left with a hugely deformed member. Now, the scars are mostly gone and most girls think that while it's a little bit chopped up it looks better than if it hadn't been done, but this really put the poor girlfriend off and needless to say, she was shagging my brother at the first possible opportunity.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 15:59, Reply)
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