MumsMrs Liveinabin tells us: My mum told me to eat my vegetables, or I wouldn't get any pudding. I'm 32 and told her I could do what I like. I ate my vegetables. Tell us about mums.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 11 Feb 2010, 13:21)
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Ah, good old Salou...... I recall fondly my mother downing a fair few jugs of incredibly strong Sangria and staggering along the roadside on our way back to the hotel, complaining loudly that she couldn't get up the kerb because "the bugger keeps moving up and down".
She ended the night with her head down the toilet, alternatively giggling like a loon and shouting "huey" at the Great Porcelain God of the U-Bend
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