imagine this
skipping through your farm-house garden in zen-like
wonder of the world around you.
the birds are singing, the trees are swaying
in the gentle summer breeze, bees are probably
buzzing in their little bee hives, but since
the fuckers stung you that time you threw rocks at them for a laugh you arent talking to
them no more... where was i?
oh yes
so you're skipping along, humming a merry little tune in your idyllic little mind, you turn left and what do you see?

thats right
your parents at it in the swimming pool.

needless to say you skip backwards like you never have before, and the mental scarring begins.


what makes this worse, is that in general supper table chit-chat your father makes this comment (which i dont think even had relavance to the topic)
*wink at my mother* 'oh hoh hee haw a la piscine.'
DAMN YOU GCSE FRENCH!
i shuddered myself to sleep that night.


what makes this dumb of course is i tell this story a whole Lot more than i should.
not that i have anything against parental relations, i'm glad they're still happy, but ew.
theres some things i just really didnt need to remind myself of. again...
(quibble, Wed 26 Dec 2007, 1:35, 4 replies)

This thang
Thank god for my parent's divorce. Wow, never thought I'd say that.
(The_Judderman, Wed 26 Dec 2007, 4:10, closed)

At the age of 30,
I walked in on my mum shagging her boyfriend.
( Batshitmentalist is sane for once, Wed 26 Dec 2007, 6:18, closed)

you didn't want to be reminded of your moment of conception?

( writerblock ... embedding disabled by request on, Wed 26 Dec 2007, 9:37, closed)

Heh....a horrible moment I'm sure
but very well told, got a genuine lol from me..
(Boar is dreaming of get rich quick schemes..., Wed 26 Dec 2007, 13:40, closed)