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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His own faultThis was my half-brothers mum. My older brothers are six and seven years older than me, and when we were younger we used to play fight all the time. The younger of the two was always pretending to be hurt so we'd stop and he could grab us and start chucking us about. Great fun. Then the day came when he really had broken his arm. And my sister and I jumped on it, just to be sure.
When we realised he was really hurt, we called his mum, who came round, and proceeded to chase the older brother down the street, Screaming at him and beating the crap out of him leaving my screaming younger brother to be looked after by myself and my sister, aged 4&5.
We all laugh about it now though, even if youngers arm and olders head are no longer the right shape
Just a bit of girth
(, Fri 17 Aug 2007, 16:51, Reply)
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