KidsEither you love 'em or you hate 'em. Or in the case of Fred West - both. Tell us your ankle-biter stories.
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rob, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:10)
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Two Kids One CupMy sister was young, but old enough to talk and walk around. She came to my mom and said "Mommy, can I please have a cup?" So my mom gave her a cup, and she wandered away.
Curious, my mom followed her. To the bathroom, where she found me leaning over the toilet, scooping up toilet water in my own cup and drinking it. My sister wanted the cup so she would be able to join me.
I must've been around 5 or 6.
(, Mon 21 Apr 2008, 15:44, closed)
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