A cautionary tale.
My granddad Bert was a fire-fighter in London during the war (2) he was too old to sign up so he and his best mate Wally helped put out burning buildings, got kittens out of trees and sifted thru rubble to find dead burnt babies after a heavy night on The Blitz. You know - the usual.

During their training as volunteer firefighters many years earlier Bert & Wally had been taught the command "Stop!". Now as anyone who has done any type of safety training knows, this command means - "freeze or play statues now because I have seen something that is dangerous to you (or us) that you may not be aware of". Fairly simple stuff you'd think.

Anyhoo - 1 night while Wally & Bert were in the throes of tiding up the mess being caused by those beastly, unkind Luftwaffe pilots they found themselves in a burning building trying to save some ladies and children (where were their fellas during all this? I ask you).
Wally comes out of a smoky room holding a young girl in his arms. My granddad spies a large burning beam above him, probably about to break. He shouts above the din at Wally, telling him to "STOP!". Wally ignores Bert and runs forward trying to hand the child to him. Burning beam about 2/3rds the thickness of Wally (I hear rations weren't so fattening in those days) falls down on top of Wally and kid, killing them instantly.
That's how my granddad came to watch his best mate and some innocent child die in front of him. If Wally had stopped, the beam would've fallen (relatively - burning building remember) harmlessly in front of him.

Granddad told me this tale with a glint in his eye & a quiver in his voice (hay fever was playing up that day apparently) as a sort of safety parable - something like "do as you're told 'cause sometimes your parents can see danger where you may not be able to". Most emotion he ever showed me the grunggly, old bastard.
I told it to my daughter to try and get her to do as she's told. To little or no avail. Still she hasn't been run over by a bus - so plus sides and all that.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Wed 6 Jun 2012, 22:30, 8 replies)

You should post more about your marital breakup

( Light In Chains maker of the ikea sofa, Wed 6 Jun 2012, 22:49, closed)

Which one?
I think you have me confused with someone else. This year was our 15th anniversary.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Wed 6 Jun 2012, 22:58, closed)

You should post more about your girlfriend.
Oh, wait . . .
(username failed moderation, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 9:19, closed)

I imagine Rory
has an ongoing relationship with Mrs. Palmer & her 5 daughters.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Thu 7 Jun 2012, 9:46, closed)

He did, but they left him

(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 10:51, closed)

nah, they're directly joined to his shoulder.
( Happy Phantom has been to Hastings, Brighton, and Eastbourne too, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 11:17, closed)

Can an answer win
QOTW?

I'm voting for this one anyway.
(username failed moderation, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 11:31, closed)

As I've noted before, the problem is that his spacky little T-Rex arms are too short to reach his tiny cock
That's why he's so full of impotent internet rage all the time, or at least until his mum comes round on day release and tugs him off
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 12:17, closed)

"Cup 'o tea fer you m'dear?"

(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Thu 7 Jun 2012, 12:42, closed)