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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another signI have curly hair. In apartheid South Africa I may not have been classed as a white person it was so curly.
We all know how women treat curls, they cover it in thick goo (hair straightener, before the electric gadgets)
I was living with my Gran when I was 10. She grabbed me one day in a headlock and put this fouls smelling crap in my near afro. I remember crying and crying as this was sheer torture. I hated every second of it.
after washing it out, it had the effect of putting a cat in a dryer.
*POOF*
Yes, Snoop Dogg would have felt small next to my fro. but it was the worst thing for me.
School the next day was bad, as I had brushed it forward into what looked like a peak cap.
Thank goodness my Grandad took pity on me and we visited a barber that afternoon.
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