When I was a youngester my grans went back to Ireland for a week to visit her sisters. She lived a few minutes walk from us so I was charged with the task of going round to water the plants since my dad couldn't be arsed.

I was never my grans biggest fan. Every Friday night my sister and I would be sent to stay so my parents could fuck. My sister quickly figured my gran is a push over so would act the brat, get away with it and get her own way. This infuriated me- my grans could have had the back bone to put my sister in her place. My grans was also a cleaner but her house was never clean. I used to write my name in the dust and refuse to eat anything I couldn't eat right out the packet. One time I left my inhaler on the counter without it's lid. I came back and took it without looking at it and got an insect in my mouth- I've never seen such an insect before or since.

Now I was faced with the power to do whatever I wanted to her house. How should I prove my point of her failing as a human being? I done the obvious thing and pissed on the carpet behind her chair. For weeks later I had the satisfaction of knowing ti while she sat there watching Coronation Street.

On reflection I am now somewhere between baffled and disgusted by my youngster self.
(frozen_ginger_beer, Fri 9 Jul 2010, 15:58, 1 reply)

Yeah thats fucked dude
I'm surprised your parents didn't smell it and send her too the scrap yard (old peoples home) for being incontinent. At least you appear to have moved on from those days, hehe
(bROKEN aRROW PUA HVI Master, Fri 9 Jul 2010, 16:21, closed)