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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I have to admit it
My kids are spoilt. Spoilt rotten in fact in a - give you loads of things to shut up and let me get on with my wine "hobby" - sort of way.
They've had a live in Nanny, and a live out Nanny, various full time nurseries, music lessons, gymnastics, dance, ballet. Both could swim before they were 5. They have pizza every friday, chinese at the weekend. Birthday bashes since the year dot have had magicians, discos, clowns - they named it. They are in Prep and pre-Prep schools, delivered each day in the best motors money can buy. It's embarasing at christmas and birthday time, quite frankly. They've got all those stupid plastic japanese gonks, as well as bunk beds!Spoilt rotten they are, but I have a remedy.
For sometime now a few friends and myself in financial circles have been engineering a little surprise. I introduced the concept of the "credit crunch" to them last week over buttered fag and marmalade.
Hopefully the fact that pater is now unemployed and the bentley's with the balifs, and they'll have to make do with walking to the local Nelson Mandela Primary School, tap water sandwiches for lunch and an orange for christmas, this will finally give us parents the reason to say NO, you can't have my credit card to order wiggly worms III for nintendo DS off amazon, you've had 15 playstation games arrive in the last ten days, least not wiggly worms VI VII and VIII. Serves the spoilt buggers right.
Mind you as I'm a spoilt bastard m'self, and quite good at it, even if I say so myself, it's looking like the prols will bail us out through their pension funds without even knowing it. After all that Gordon Oik is a jolly decent chap. He'll do anything to be accepted. Even shit on his socialist pals and most of the rest of the worlds population to keep me in gainful employment.
EDIT: Seriously times are hard. We've had to downgrade to Kitzburg this christmas and lay a couple of the stable boys off.
( , Wed 15 Oct 2008, 16:42, Reply)
My kids are spoilt. Spoilt rotten in fact in a - give you loads of things to shut up and let me get on with my wine "hobby" - sort of way.
They've had a live in Nanny, and a live out Nanny, various full time nurseries, music lessons, gymnastics, dance, ballet. Both could swim before they were 5. They have pizza every friday, chinese at the weekend. Birthday bashes since the year dot have had magicians, discos, clowns - they named it. They are in Prep and pre-Prep schools, delivered each day in the best motors money can buy. It's embarasing at christmas and birthday time, quite frankly. They've got all those stupid plastic japanese gonks, as well as bunk beds!Spoilt rotten they are, but I have a remedy.
For sometime now a few friends and myself in financial circles have been engineering a little surprise. I introduced the concept of the "credit crunch" to them last week over buttered fag and marmalade.
Hopefully the fact that pater is now unemployed and the bentley's with the balifs, and they'll have to make do with walking to the local Nelson Mandela Primary School, tap water sandwiches for lunch and an orange for christmas, this will finally give us parents the reason to say NO, you can't have my credit card to order wiggly worms III for nintendo DS off amazon, you've had 15 playstation games arrive in the last ten days, least not wiggly worms VI VII and VIII. Serves the spoilt buggers right.
Mind you as I'm a spoilt bastard m'self, and quite good at it, even if I say so myself, it's looking like the prols will bail us out through their pension funds without even knowing it. After all that Gordon Oik is a jolly decent chap. He'll do anything to be accepted. Even shit on his socialist pals and most of the rest of the worlds population to keep me in gainful employment.
EDIT: Seriously times are hard. We've had to downgrade to Kitzburg this christmas and lay a couple of the stable boys off.
( , Wed 15 Oct 2008, 16:42, Reply)
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