Now, there was no need for that...Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
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chthonic, Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
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My dad is a knob.My Peruvian-born, German-adopted and brought up friend, who happens to be on an exchange trip here in New Zealand, was around for a jam one night a couple of weeks ago. We both play electric guitar so it was only logic that we should get together and put together some sort of band. Anyway, we stopped for dinner, I checked my emails, he checked his, and for some reason dad decided he'd prove his shit guitar playing skills by picking up the classical guitar and strumming. Dad picking up a guitar is a reasonably rare event, thankfully so.
Anyway, as if playing the guitar in front of my friend wasn't bad enough (and it was bad), he started singing.
"I'm nobody's child, I'm nobody's child, I'm like a flower, I'm growing wild - No daddy's kisses and no mummy's smiles, nobody wants me, I'm nobody's child.
I shrunk a bit and hid in the corner. No dad, my friend isn't adopted. He isn't a red-fucking-indian with a German accent.
Ah well, I don't think he was listening.
(, Fri 17 Jun 2005, 7:10, Reply)
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