Strict Parents
I 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?
( , Thu 8 Mar 2007, 12:37)
I 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?
( , Thu 8 Mar 2007, 12:37)
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never could figure it out
My mother and father both used to slap me around at least a couple or three times every week, but I can't remember any particular thing that they ever punished me for. Whenever they felt like it was time to work off a little anger, they'd pull some insignificant thing I'd recently done out of thin air and make like it was an unspeakably awful crime that anyone with any sense at all should have known not to commit. Whap whap whappity whap. Then later on I'd be doing that same thing, one of them would walk in and I'd panic, thinking "oh boy here we go again" but this time they wouldn't care about it.
My father did that over and over, until one day it occurred to me, as he was slapping me across the face, that I was now a couple inches taller than him, so I hit him back. After that he never raised a hand against me, although later a couple times when he was real drunk he did point a .38 at me. He didn't have the nerve to pull the trigger though. However, since I couldn't hit my mother, she kept that crap up until I moved out.
( , Thu 8 Mar 2007, 20:39, Reply)
My mother and father both used to slap me around at least a couple or three times every week, but I can't remember any particular thing that they ever punished me for. Whenever they felt like it was time to work off a little anger, they'd pull some insignificant thing I'd recently done out of thin air and make like it was an unspeakably awful crime that anyone with any sense at all should have known not to commit. Whap whap whappity whap. Then later on I'd be doing that same thing, one of them would walk in and I'd panic, thinking "oh boy here we go again" but this time they wouldn't care about it.
My father did that over and over, until one day it occurred to me, as he was slapping me across the face, that I was now a couple inches taller than him, so I hit him back. After that he never raised a hand against me, although later a couple times when he was real drunk he did point a .38 at me. He didn't have the nerve to pull the trigger though. However, since I couldn't hit my mother, she kept that crap up until I moved out.
( , Thu 8 Mar 2007, 20:39, Reply)
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