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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LiesMy mother told me that the three-legged cat over the road was a Manx cat. I believed her.
My father told me he'd once had an operation on his neck which involved removing his head, putting it on the bedside table and working on his body before finally reattaching his head. For years I wondered why Anne Boleyn's mates didn't just sew her head back on after the execution.
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