Terrible ParentingMy parents used to lock my brother, sister and I in the car while they went to the pub for a "quick one" after work. This quick one might last several hours, during which they would send bottles of Indian Tonic Water to us by way of refreshment.
On one particularly cold evening, bored stupid, we lit a small bonfire on the back seat of the car using the cigarette lighter and the contents of the glove box. We owe our lives to passing winos. (BTW: Please no more Maddie or Jesus gags, they've been done.)
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 16 Aug 2007, 9:47)
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Religious nutbagOn the rare occasion that I stayed at my (ex)boyfriends parents house, his religious nutbag mum insisted that we slept in separate rooms.
This anti-hanky panky plan might have made some sense if a shortage of beds had not meant that I had to share with his sister. I can only guess that she didn't know then that his sister liked a little lady-love and later woke me up by rummaging in my pants :-0
It wasn't many months later when I was woken up by religious nutbag mum, dragging me out of the house by my hair calling me a 'whore of babylon'...because me and said boyfriend had fallen alseep in front of the tv...with all our clothes on.
She even used to speak in tongues sometimes. Eek.
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