Strict ParentsI always thought my parents were quite strict, but I can't think of anything they actually banned me from doing, whereas a good friend was under no circumstances allowed to watch ITV because of the adverts.
This week's Time Out mentions some poor sod who was banned from sitting in the aisle seats at cinemas because, according to their mother, "drug dealers patrol the aisles, injecting people in the arm."
What were you banned from doing as a kid by loopy parents?
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chthonic, Thu 8 Mar 2007, 12:37)
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When I was seven, my folks split up and my Dad moved in with this half-Swiss bintproper 1980s yuppie syndrome. Swanky Audi, wicker furniture that is NOT for kids to sit on, house by the sea in the posh part of town, stupid impractical german Pointer dog...
...which, for fucks sake, my brother and I had to take out for walks at 7:30 EVERY SUNDAY MORNING so that the parents could stay in bed fucking and eating Full Englishes. The front door was locked and wasn't opened again til noon, no matter what weather, so we had to walk this fucking german pointer cunt up and down the beach for nearly five fucking hours every fucking weekend, rain or shine, until that fucking dog died.
Spending your Sundays huddled in a windswept beach shelter fucks you up.
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Grrrmachine the indifference engine, Thu 8 Mar 2007, 20:11,
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