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Smash Wogan writes, "we all love our Mums, but we all know that Mums can be cunts, throwing out our carefully hoarded crap that we know is going to be worth millions some day."

What priceless junk have you lost because someone just threw it out?

Zero points for "all my porn". Unless it was particularly good porn...

(, Thu 14 Aug 2008, 16:32)
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Trust
My parents threw away any trust I had in what they, or any other adult told me.

They did this gradually:

The time I was awoken one Christmas eve by my Dad saying bollocks as he tripped over some toys whilst leaving a present on the end of my bed... "Santa? Why are you swearing, Santa? And why do you look just like my Dad, but a bit more drunk?"

When I found a tooth in their bedroom bin that the Tooth Fairy had supposedly taken the night before. No Mum, she didn't drop it on her way out... the game's up, now no more "you only get 10p cause the Tooth Fairy doesn't have much money".

But far the worst example was in relation to wasps. You must all have heard this one (he says hopefully, as the alternate is that my folks are vindictive and evil): "If there's a wasp near you, stand still. He won't sting you then".

Utter guff.

The day I stood statue-like in the garden, the ice lolly I was holding; dripping cold, sugary goodness all over my hand, while a wasp wondered freely about my face. "Stand still" I told myself, "Mum says they won't sting you if you stand still". Mum wouldn't lie about this, surely.

I was close to passing out from holding my breath when the wasp found the perfect place to stab his stinger into me... right inside my fucking ear. What had seemed like hours of holding my breath immediately gave way to an otherworldly scream and I sprinted toward the trusty, loving arms of my dear Mother.

Until I got near and remembered what she'd said. How she'd lied. Perhaps she's in cahoots with the wasps and she'd told him to sting me.

My world was shattered and my parents had thrown away any trust I had in adults, forever.
(, Mon 18 Aug 2008, 17:55, 5 replies)
i was sat down in a car.
didn't stop one of the stripy bastards stinging me on the arse.
(, Mon 18 Aug 2008, 18:03, closed)
I got stung on the foot
the fuckers will still get you when they are dead
(, Mon 18 Aug 2008, 18:27, closed)
"Stripy Bastards"
Indeed. I got stung between the fingers. Fuckers.
(, Mon 18 Aug 2008, 18:47, closed)
I've never been stung
cos i run away like the little coward i am. you think there's a connection?
(, Mon 18 Aug 2008, 19:36, closed)
Sneaky Bastards...
The first time I was stung, I didn't know what had happened.

I put my hand IN MY POCKET and a second later I'm shouting blue murder, and rivalling Tony Montana on uses of the word 'fuck'

Still hold a grudge
(, Tue 19 Aug 2008, 9:50, closed)

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