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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True, alasOn a train in Maidstone (town of hairdressers and pubs). A woman got on with two kids in tow. She looked like a prostitute: microskirt, clown make-up, face twisted into a vicious scowl of hate. I will call her Slag. The kids - boy and girl - must have been 6 or 7.
Slag: [To boy] You littel cant! You facking littel cant!
Boy: I din't do it! It wasn't facking me!
Slag: Who facking lost my facking handbag then? I giv it to you to look after!
Boy: It wasn't facking me, you cant!
Slag: {Cracks boy across head] Don't call me a cant, you facking littel cant!
Girl: It was a nigger.
Slag: Wot?
Girl: It was a fackin nigger stole your bag.
Slag: Facking nigger bastard! I should've guessed!
Boy: Don't say facking 'nigger'.
Slag: Wot you talking about?
Boy: They told us at school not to say 'nigger'.
Slag: That's cause they're all fackin niggers at your school!
Girl: There's lot's of niggers.
Boy: Dont say 'nigger' you cant!
Slag [Cracks boy about the head] Don't call your sister a facking cant, you facking littel cant!!
Passenger: Excuse me - would you mind not swearing all the time.
Slag: {Eyes roll insanely in her skull] WOT? You fack off, you fackin cant! Facking tell me how to facking speak in front of my own fackin kids you fackin bitch cant! FAAACCK OFF!
This was about ten years ago. I wonder if those children have recently received glowing A level results?
(, Fri 17 Aug 2007, 12:39, Reply)
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