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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QotwYears back while "working" as a slave for the co-op at the tender age of 17. I spotted a little knee-high terrorist on a jihad against the store. Running around, grabbing stuff, screaming at the top of her lungs and other general little shit behavior.
The mum: "LIBYA!!! COME HERE"
now... honestly. IF u call your child after one of the most war-torn countries in the world... WOT DO U EXPECT?!
ME: "oh fuck me..." {walks off to laff at the stupid fucking junkie mother, who heard "such a pretty name" on the tv and decided to name her progeny after it, in the warehouse chiller for 5 minutes.}
Length? the poor girls WHOLE FUCKING LIFE. unless she changed it. which she prob did.
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Maffers I flow kinda strange like Spina Bifida footprints, Fri 17 Aug 2007, 2:07,
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