Either you love 'em or you hate 'em. Or in the case of Fred West - both. Tell us your ankle-biter stories.
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:10)
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although I posted earlier about parents affinity for oversized SUV's. I too helped ruin the planet as a child.
My dad took the family car to work, so my mum took me into town on the bus. After running up and down playing with the bell and shouting I was told to sit down.
Then something got my attention
"mum, mum mum mumummumum!" said I tugging at her skirt
"what is it?" replied she, slightly exasperated
*points at other passenger* "WHY IS THAT WOMAN SO FAT? IS SHE GOING TO HAVE A BABY OR IS SHE JUST A FATTY?"
We got off at the next stop and shortly afterwards became a two car family.
(, Fri 18 Apr 2008, 11:22, closed)
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