Prejudice
"Are you prejudiced?" asks StapMyVitals. Have you been a victim of prejudice? Are you a columnist for a popular daily newspaper? Don't bang on about how you never judge people on first impressions - no-one will believe you.
( , Thu 1 Apr 2010, 12:53)
"Are you prejudiced?" asks StapMyVitals. Have you been a victim of prejudice? Are you a columnist for a popular daily newspaper? Don't bang on about how you never judge people on first impressions - no-one will believe you.
( , Thu 1 Apr 2010, 12:53)
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My Brother was born in a Forces Hospital in Germany in the 80's
I like to think that because of my European upbringing I am pretty much a European myself. I try hard to speak French in France, Italian confused me, but I gave it a go and I can still tell my wife that I love her in about five languages, although I leave the Klingon to her (because they are freaks).
My Mother phoned up her parents after the birth of her son, born in a British Army Hospital while my Father was part of the great combined army protecting Britain from the Communist menace. Dad had sworn his allegiance to God and the Queen.
My Mothers Father, a thoroughly unpleasant man, screamed down the phone that my brother was a little "kraut" and would never be welcome in his home. A vile list of anti German obscenities followed and they were finished with the comment that once a nazi, always a nazi. My Brother was less than a week old!
The old cunt that is my Mothers Father spoke to my Mother once more that year, after she told him that she had been to Belson to see the mass graves. The old fucker said that the Holocaust was the greatest thing the Germans had done and Hitler had been right.
Err, hang on...is that pro nazi or anti nazi? Either way, the man is a massive shit stain. We don't talk
( , Fri 2 Apr 2010, 12:22, 1 reply)
I like to think that because of my European upbringing I am pretty much a European myself. I try hard to speak French in France, Italian confused me, but I gave it a go and I can still tell my wife that I love her in about five languages, although I leave the Klingon to her (because they are freaks).
My Mother phoned up her parents after the birth of her son, born in a British Army Hospital while my Father was part of the great combined army protecting Britain from the Communist menace. Dad had sworn his allegiance to God and the Queen.
My Mothers Father, a thoroughly unpleasant man, screamed down the phone that my brother was a little "kraut" and would never be welcome in his home. A vile list of anti German obscenities followed and they were finished with the comment that once a nazi, always a nazi. My Brother was less than a week old!
The old cunt that is my Mothers Father spoke to my Mother once more that year, after she told him that she had been to Belson to see the mass graves. The old fucker said that the Holocaust was the greatest thing the Germans had done and Hitler had been right.
Err, hang on...is that pro nazi or anti nazi? Either way, the man is a massive shit stain. We don't talk
( , Fri 2 Apr 2010, 12:22, 1 reply)
I was born in an RAF hospital in Cyprus...
henceforth, to a lot of people, I am a Bubble.
( , Fri 2 Apr 2010, 14:23, closed)
henceforth, to a lot of people, I am a Bubble.
( , Fri 2 Apr 2010, 14:23, closed)
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