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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My Dad was a bit shit. See he was part of this freaky cult and had a little tiff with his mate Ben.Anyways 20 or so years later he took it out on me (I didn't know he was my Dad at this point) we had a massive fight resulting in him cutting my hand off. He then revealed the secret that he was my father. You can't blame me for crying like a baby because to be honest not only did I think my Dad was dead - but this guy was the most evil wanker in the galaxy.
I ran away and a couple of years later I hacked him up with a lightsaber. We kissed and made up but he died shortly afterwards (I cremated him myself on a homemade bonfire : )).
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St. Defenestration The REAL one, Mon 20 Aug 2007, 21:46,
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