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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I still give my parents a hard time about this.
When I was about six or seven, my family was visiting my grandmother.
I was allowed to watch the entirety of the film Poltergeist, wherein trees attempt to eat children, and a large mucus-covered skeleton is vomited up by a gentleman who has imbibed the worm from a bottle of tequila. My parents had absolutely no problem with this, although it caused me pants-wetting nightmares for years to come.
However, when the next feature came on after Poltergeist had ended, they freaked out and sent me downstairs. It was GREASE.
Because apparently it's fine for wee Ali to watch two and a half hours of horror, but HEAVEN FORFEND she should see one single scene that lasts TWO SECONDS wherein it is implied that Stockard Channing has the SEX.
( , Fri 9 Mar 2007, 15:51, Reply)
When I was about six or seven, my family was visiting my grandmother.
I was allowed to watch the entirety of the film Poltergeist, wherein trees attempt to eat children, and a large mucus-covered skeleton is vomited up by a gentleman who has imbibed the worm from a bottle of tequila. My parents had absolutely no problem with this, although it caused me pants-wetting nightmares for years to come.
However, when the next feature came on after Poltergeist had ended, they freaked out and sent me downstairs. It was GREASE.
Because apparently it's fine for wee Ali to watch two and a half hours of horror, but HEAVEN FORFEND she should see one single scene that lasts TWO SECONDS wherein it is implied that Stockard Channing has the SEX.
( , Fri 9 Mar 2007, 15:51, Reply)
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