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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A friend of mine...Used to live in Wales, next to a prison. His dad would take him for a walk round the block most evenings before bed, and every time there was a woman outside the prison walls, shouting:
'KEVIN! KEVIN!'
A light would then flick on in the prison, and shouts would be returned:
'SHARLENE! SHARLENE!'
'OH KEVIN, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!'
'I LOVE YOU TOO, SHARLENE!'
etc etc.
One evening, he was strolling round with my friend in his pushchair, when he noticed a distinct absence of Sharlene. He began shouting:
'OI! KEVIN!'
Light flicks on, Kevin replies,
'WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!'
'KEVIN! I'M BANGING SHARLENE!'
Then all you could hear is prisoner going nuts inside his cell, screaming profanities from the window.
How responsible is antagonising prison inmates with your young child in tow?
(, Mon 20 Aug 2007, 17:27, Reply)
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