Terrible Parenting
My 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.)
( , Thu 16 Aug 2007, 9:47)
My 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.)
( , Thu 16 Aug 2007, 9:47)
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Poor drainage
As a small child aged 5ish, my mum had to go and do some business-thing in this small industrial complex. "I'll just be a minute" she said. I was left in the back seat with my Sega Game Gear and two spare sets of batteries. After an hour I crossed my legs as the golden fluid in my bladder started to build. After the second hour, I was desperately looking at the door, waiting for mummy to return and take me to the toilet...
I unlocked the car and went looked around. No obvious sign saying loo...but there was a drain in the centre of the tarmack...
She returned very quickly after she got a call from reception about the toddler pissing in the car park!
( , Thu 16 Aug 2007, 23:46, Reply)
As a small child aged 5ish, my mum had to go and do some business-thing in this small industrial complex. "I'll just be a minute" she said. I was left in the back seat with my Sega Game Gear and two spare sets of batteries. After an hour I crossed my legs as the golden fluid in my bladder started to build. After the second hour, I was desperately looking at the door, waiting for mummy to return and take me to the toilet...
I unlocked the car and went looked around. No obvious sign saying loo...but there was a drain in the centre of the tarmack...
She returned very quickly after she got a call from reception about the toddler pissing in the car park!
( , Thu 16 Aug 2007, 23:46, Reply)
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