I've gotten into a massive argument with my parents
Over something I did when I was 20 (which was two years ago). I went to Canada on a self-funded trip without telling my mum, and she found out about it through snooping through my stuff and finding my passport (which was locked in my desk in the middle of a load of paperwork) and confronted me over it yesterday. After trying to be reasonable and talk to her about it, I got called a fucking bastard by her, and also told that I'd deeply betrayed her by going to Canada, to which I laughed, and she stormed off.

What's made you laugh inadvertently lately which has caused a situation to be exacerbated spectacularly?

Alt Q: Who do you get on better with out of your parents and why?
(Ghost Atreides enjoying incontestable health benefits on, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 14:59, 48 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Your mum.

( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:00, Reply)

Why the fuck didn't you tell them you were going to Canada?

(PsychoChomp, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:01, Reply)

Because they have been exploiting his mother's people for centuries
she's a maple tree
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:03, Reply)

I'd like to pour her juices over my pancakes

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:04, Reply)

Eurgh
I feel ill
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:05, Reply)

Too many pancakes?

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:05, Reply)

Not enough
'maple' syrup
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:16, Reply)

Imagine if her name actually turned out toi be Maple...

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:17, Reply)

I didn't tell them I was going
Because I was having issues with them at the time, amongst other things, so I figured a week away seeing a few friends in Canada would've been good for me.

That, and if I'd told my mum, she'd've gone mental anyway because she didn't like my Canadian friends, and had tried before to stop me from seeing them.
(Ghost Atreides enjoying incontestable health benefits on, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:24, Reply)

psh. racist mum is racist.

( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:24, Reply)

Why didn't she like them, eh?
Bunch of drug-addled cult members I'll wager.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:24, Reply)

She doesn't like any of my friends
Regardless of where they live, and what they do in the spare time, even if they're polite, punctual, and well-mannered. She's a proper controlling mentalist who thinks that nobody is good enough for her son.
(Ghost Atreides enjoying incontestable health benefits on, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:31, Reply)

I didn't actually read all of your post until a second ago.
well done for laughing in the face of her ridiculous attitude
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:33, Reply)

I think you mean,
"Shut up your whining you're not a teenager any more"
(PsychoChomp, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:35, Reply)

you've got me
I was thinking that. There are worse culprits though.

More importantly, I heard that ginger twat Evans on the radio this morning saying it was National Helmet Day, which was going to lead me to using it to insult someone. Probably NakedApe or Crowsephine. Imagine my disgust when I could find no trace of said Helmet Day on any site other than the bbc radio 2 one.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:39, Reply)

Now why would you say a thing like that?
I am charm personified on this site!
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:46, Reply)

you're a boorish blackguard
and a scoundrel to boot
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:49, Reply)

How dare you, I demand satisfaction!

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:49, Reply)

I'm not giving you "satisfaction"
you colossal pervert
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:54, Reply)

When I'm driving in my car
And this man jumps in and bums me,
He's telling me more and more,
About his failing penetration,
Supposed to drive rectal stimulation, etc...
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:55, Reply)

This is a boring explanantion
Could you saay that you were smuggling some massive drugs to pay for the upkeep of your supermodel girlfriend?
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:25, Reply)

In my Honda Accord?

(Ghost Atreides enjoying incontestable health benefits on, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:26, Reply)

After forcing Mr. T onto that damn plane.

(PsychoChomp, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:27, Reply)

Conversely: why tell them?
None of their business, as far as I can see.
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 16:02, Reply)

Why the fuck did you go to Canada?
It's full of French Americans!
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:02, Reply)

Your Dad, when he dresses as your mum

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:02, Reply)

Why the fuck didn't you tell them?
And why the fuck are they offended?
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:07, Reply)

FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK!

(PsychoChomp, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:13, Reply)

FUCK!!!!!!!
tinyurl.com/38ue5eq
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:15, Reply)

As stated above, I was having issues with them
As for why they're offended, probably because I did go behind their back, despite me being an adult and living away from home at that point. /shrug
(Ghost Atreides enjoying incontestable health benefits on, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:26, Reply)

Just tell her to fuck right off or she'll never see you again.
Or any prospective grandkids. That'll sort her right out. Or not. Whatever.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:44, Reply)

afternoon
cheers for making me think about what I was doing with my ceiling. Ripped it down the other day. My first instinct was to do so, but the internet and my mrs made me think otherwise. Your suggestion made me think just long enough to realise that trying to board over it would have been a mistake.

and much less fun.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:47, Reply)

Yeah it is fun isn't it?
We had double glazing put in years ago and 3 weeks after the ceiling in the dining room fell in. So. Been there done that. As long as you get a shit hot plasterer to do the finishing you'll be fine.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Mon 14 Jun 2010, 17:20, Reply)

we've taken the ceiling down in another room which was fine
this one was bigger and easier though which is nice.

Plasterer should be able to cope, no problem. To be honest the rest of the plastering in the house is a bit ropey being 100 years old, so a bit of roughness won't matter too much if it ends up that way. which it probably won't.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 17:53, Reply)

There's more to your story than meets the eye...
Alt: My dad. He's just dead sound. A sound bloke.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 15:16, Reply)

I laughed in my daughters face, when she said she wished she was dead.
She's nine years old and was having a tantrum about my unfairness. I'm a terrible Mother.

Alt: My Mummy. She's like my best friend. I'm close to my Dad too, but I tell my Mummy everything.
( jenpots, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 16:01, Reply)

my dad
because i don't have my mum any more... fucking strokes.... when she was alive, though, 50/50. they are/were both aces, i was/am very very lucky in the whole parenting thing.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 16:12, Reply)

I get on better with my mum
because my dads been dead 10 years.
( Peej, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 16:24, Reply)

I'm always laughing at the wrong time.
I see the humour in everything.
My shoe fell off just as I was about to get up and read Nana's eulogy.
It clunked and echoed all over the church.
What to do but laugh? I could've gone "Oh good Lord, just my luck, even as I am about to read my dear Nana's eulogy, I am still plagued by catastrophe!!" but it was easier for me, and nicer for the uncomfortable congregation, if I just giggled it off. Nana would have laughed and called me a gobshite anyway.
It sometimes annoys people, but mostly it lightens things.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 16:32, Reply)

Betrayed her how?
You're an adult, you didn't ask her for any money, and it's your own life. Tell the silly wench to cock off.

Alt Q: My mum, and only in small doses. But then it's hard to get on well with a dead man (he was a total arse when he was alive anyway)
(berk, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 16:37, Reply)

Get on quite well with them now
thankfully. My dad is much more amenable to my tastes in general music, tv and film wise, but my mum is really nice to have proper conversations with. So 50/50
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 16:52, Reply)

Both equally I think
I talk to my mum about everything like boys, feelings, blah blah blah, but my dad is good for debating with and he has the same sense of humour as me. Plus he's just agreed to teach me how to fricking sail. I'm well excited.
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 16:59, Reply)

I get on very well with both my parents.
The more puzzling question is which of them I'm turning into.
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 17:04, Reply)

i read that as
the more puzzling question is which of them i'm turned on by.
( Sir Sand GOBLIN ^popular page dis, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 18:31, Reply)

his mum, obviously
Everyone else is
( Tedium Alduce me to interlow myself., Mon 14 Jun 2010, 18:32, Reply)

i get on alright with both my parents,
probably helps that they live in a different country.
( Sir Sand GOBLIN ^popular page dis, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 18:30, Reply)

Parents can be hilarious
a friend's mother and grandmother came over. His mother was complaining that he didn't like rowing because of the early starts, and she turned to him very sternly and asked 'where is your spunk?'
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 18:37, Reply)

While playing Articulate
The answer was "adoption". My friend described it as "what rich women do with black babies", which is pretty bad. My other friend's guess was "kill them?!"
Oh dear.


Hmm. I'm very like my dad, so I'd say my mum. I get on well with both though.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 18:44, Reply)