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* interesting to read, i.e. we won't get bored of reading the answers after about 10 of them
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* fun to answer
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( , Wed 14 Jan 2004, 13:01)
Each week we ask a question. The idea is to generate material that's:
* interesting to read, i.e. we won't get bored of reading the answers after about 10 of them
* not been asked on this site before
* fun to answer
What would you like to ask? (We've left this question open - so feel free to drop in ideas anytime.)
( , Wed 14 Jan 2004, 13:01)
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What's the most creative thing your parents ever did in an attempt to normalise their spawn?
My friend discovered spitting when he was about five. Daddy being the army type was away on a 6 month tour leaving my delightful chum to perfect his art in both aim and quantity. His Mum is the ineffectual "There's nothing wrong with my little boy" type so failed miserably in trying to curtail this new talent.
Cue Sergeant Dad arriving home from being pounded by ragheads or some such heathen somewhere far away. On his first evening back home, in full dress uniform, he sees his first born spitting on the kitchen floor and expresses his disapproval. To which my dear friend replied with a display of his own disapproval by spitting on Sergeant Dad's shiney shoes.
Cue Sergeant Dad picking up his cherub to face-to-face height, calling up all phlegm reserves and spitting full force into his son's face.
I heart Sergeant Dad.
( , Sun 18 Jan 2009, 23:30, 1 reply, 16 years ago)
What's the most creative thing your parents ever did in an attempt to normalise their spawn?
My friend discovered spitting when he was about five. Daddy being the army type was away on a 6 month tour leaving my delightful chum to perfect his art in both aim and quantity. His Mum is the ineffectual "There's nothing wrong with my little boy" type so failed miserably in trying to curtail this new talent.
Cue Sergeant Dad arriving home from being pounded by ragheads or some such heathen somewhere far away. On his first evening back home, in full dress uniform, he sees his first born spitting on the kitchen floor and expresses his disapproval. To which my dear friend replied with a display of his own disapproval by spitting on Sergeant Dad's shiney shoes.
Cue Sergeant Dad picking up his cherub to face-to-face height, calling up all phlegm reserves and spitting full force into his son's face.
I heart Sergeant Dad.
( , Sun 18 Jan 2009, 23:30, 1 reply, 16 years ago)
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