Spoilt Brats
Mr Newton sighs, "ever known anyone so spoilt you would love to strangle? I lived with a Paris Hilton-a-like who complained about everything, stomped her feet and whinged till she got her way. There was a happy ending though: she had to drop out of uni due to becoming pregnant after a one night stand..."
Who's the spoiltest person you've met? Has karma come to bite them yet? Or did you in fact end up strangling them? Uncle B3ta (and the serious crimes squad) wants to know.
( , Thu 9 Oct 2008, 14:11)
Mr Newton sighs, "ever known anyone so spoilt you would love to strangle? I lived with a Paris Hilton-a-like who complained about everything, stomped her feet and whinged till she got her way. There was a happy ending though: she had to drop out of uni due to becoming pregnant after a one night stand..."
Who's the spoiltest person you've met? Has karma come to bite them yet? Or did you in fact end up strangling them? Uncle B3ta (and the serious crimes squad) wants to know.
( , Thu 9 Oct 2008, 14:11)
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scarpe's post reminds me
...of a kid at our school who had some kind of wasting disease.
He was on crutches in primary school, and by secondary was confined to a wheelchair. The rumour around school was that he'd die before he reached 18.
This kid's parents would lavish him with expensive toys and he had a proper thing for petrol driven remote control cars and planes.
To a 9 year old kid, 18 seems an extremely old age - it was half a lifetime away, ffs. I often wished I had a wasting disease too, as it seemed a fair swap for a petrol-powered 4 wheel drive remote control behemoth.
He was a bit of a brat and one of my earliest memories of him is that he used to spit on people if he didn't get his own way. Anyway, I can forgive him all that as he didn't even make 18.
/apologies, lack of funny etc
( , Mon 13 Oct 2008, 14:04, 2 replies)
...of a kid at our school who had some kind of wasting disease.
He was on crutches in primary school, and by secondary was confined to a wheelchair. The rumour around school was that he'd die before he reached 18.
This kid's parents would lavish him with expensive toys and he had a proper thing for petrol driven remote control cars and planes.
To a 9 year old kid, 18 seems an extremely old age - it was half a lifetime away, ffs. I often wished I had a wasting disease too, as it seemed a fair swap for a petrol-powered 4 wheel drive remote control behemoth.
He was a bit of a brat and one of my earliest memories of him is that he used to spit on people if he didn't get his own way. Anyway, I can forgive him all that as he didn't even make 18.
/apologies, lack of funny etc
( , Mon 13 Oct 2008, 14:04, 2 replies)
"he used to spit on people if he didn't get his own way"
Though presumeably it wasn't that hard to out run him or step out of "firing range"....
ticket to Hull please!
( , Mon 13 Oct 2008, 14:19, closed)
Though presumeably it wasn't that hard to out run him or step out of "firing range"....
ticket to Hull please!
( , Mon 13 Oct 2008, 14:19, closed)
to a lesser degree . . .
I used to envy the diabetic kid at school, cos he got given biscuits each playtime. He wasn't a brat tho
( , Tue 14 Oct 2008, 8:16, closed)
I used to envy the diabetic kid at school, cos he got given biscuits each playtime. He wasn't a brat tho
( , Tue 14 Oct 2008, 8:16, closed)
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