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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Racist ? I blame the parentsWhen my sister was 4 she had a friend who was Afro-Caribbean. She used to go to his house and ask his mum “Is Harvey the darkie coming out to play?”. Yeah. Obviously a case of repeating what my folks had said.
If I didn’t behave when I was a child my folks told me Darkie Boolah was going to come and get me.
It didn’t get any better as we got older. My mate from senior school was of Vietnamese origin my parents insisted on calling her Susie Wong.
I really can’t believe I share DNA with these people.
(, Wed 22 Aug 2007, 21:22, Reply)
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