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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Good times around the table..Not sure if this counts as terrible parenting, but, when I was younger, I was a very very fussy eater. My mum, being from a poor background in Malaysia, thought I should eat what I was given and be happy (I should of, but at 5 we do not know these things).
She said that if I did not eat dinner, I would have to wear it.
I did not believe her.
Two minutes later, there is spaghetti bolognese in my hair and all over my face.
I never moaned about dinner again...
Actually I guess that was pretty good parenting! :D
(, Thu 16 Aug 2007, 21:28, Reply)
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