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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Dictionary cornerI once worked with a particularly thick girl from one of Birmingham's less salubrious estates who, when talking about GCSE's (which I doubt she could spell), said to me, "English? Oh yeah, I do did that at school", I then called her a dizzy bitch (we had a solid professional working relationship), to which she replied, "I ent no bizzy ditch".
I blame her parents too.
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abefroman skating on the thin life of modern life on, Wed 22 Aug 2007, 16:33,
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