Weird Traditions
Talking with a friend yesterday about school dinners, she suddenly said, "We had to march into the dining room behind the School Band... except on Thursdays." Since all of us were now staring, she qualified this with, "...on Thursdays there was no wind section. It was a tradition."
What weird stuff have you been made to do "because it's a tradition."
( , Thu 28 Jul 2005, 11:11)
Talking with a friend yesterday about school dinners, she suddenly said, "We had to march into the dining room behind the School Band... except on Thursdays." Since all of us were now staring, she qualified this with, "...on Thursdays there was no wind section. It was a tradition."
What weird stuff have you been made to do "because it's a tradition."
( , Thu 28 Jul 2005, 11:11)
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Every christmas time
My dad gets absolutely drunk. For the past three years i have come home myself drunk and going into the living room to find my dad only in his y-fronts, lying on the floor singing along to rod stewart. My dad is 6'6" and a big bloke, tis not a pleasant sight. Last year i had a drunken conversation with him that went:
Him - He's great isn't he?
Me - Who?
Him - Rod Stewart.
Me - Not really.
Him - He is! Hes great. Look at him. He can sing, he can dance, the women love him.
Me - Well not really dad.
Him - Fuck Off. You wanna be him. You fucking wanna be Rod Stewart.
Me - 'night dad.
( , Tue 2 Aug 2005, 15:03, Reply)
My dad gets absolutely drunk. For the past three years i have come home myself drunk and going into the living room to find my dad only in his y-fronts, lying on the floor singing along to rod stewart. My dad is 6'6" and a big bloke, tis not a pleasant sight. Last year i had a drunken conversation with him that went:
Him - He's great isn't he?
Me - Who?
Him - Rod Stewart.
Me - Not really.
Him - He is! Hes great. Look at him. He can sing, he can dance, the women love him.
Me - Well not really dad.
Him - Fuck Off. You wanna be him. You fucking wanna be Rod Stewart.
Me - 'night dad.
( , Tue 2 Aug 2005, 15:03, Reply)
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