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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LuxuryYou people don't know you're born. My father actually hated me so much that he didn't even conceive me. He said he wanted nothing to do with me whatsoever before he'd even slept with my mother, and fucked off to Greece with some bird from the chippie, leaving my Mum to drive around the neighbourhood asking men to fertilise her, until some complete stranger agreed. Thanks a lot Dad.
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