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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When I was about 2My brother and I fought constantly as soon as we were stuck in the back seat of car. Dad would usually threaten to kick us out and make us walk home if we didn't stop.
On one occassion we'd obviously really pissed him off and he pulled over, came round the back, opened the door and pulled two screaming children from the back. He set us down on the road, jumped back in the care and attempted to drive off. The only problem was the car wouldn't start and we had to wait an hour foe the AA to show up.
Ha ha, twat.
(, Mon 20 Aug 2007, 2:30, Reply)
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