THUNDER CLAP Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 Nah, I think it was half developed at the time I nicked it out of the pigeon nest, it probably died straight after I stole it because I took the egg around with me for days in my pocket, made special beds for it, rocked it to sleep. Distress probably killed the thing way after it was crushed. Waste of time it were and I CLIMBED 4 storeys just to get it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lieutenant Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 tbh if i could be picked upthen i got hit with itthin bamboo sticks (mumzy had bares of them, f*ck knows where she got em from)beltsguitarsslippersloaferswooden spoonspatula (used to get slapped differently with this)LMFAO! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lieutenant Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 tbh it sounds like some of you lot should have gone to NSPCC Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
THUNDER CLAP Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 I can't imagine hitting my boys the way my parents used to hit me.At some late age, I'm talking about 18 odd, my dad decided to attack me because I had a late night smoke with my GBF and left an array of ash everywhere. Proper dragged me down the stairs by my hair. It backfired though because my dogs attacked him and I decided to smash a large bottle of vodka over my head to prove physical sh*t doesn't hurt if you're a nutter. Then I called the police and had him nicked, I dropped the charges a few hours later but I had to make sure I wasn't in the house when he came back. I'm a cruel c*nt. I ALWAYS call police. All the time, even if I have to make up sh*t and have them carted away and locked in a cell for a few hours. BORED. LMAO. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NO SUNSHINE Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 My sister got burnt once lol. That was the worst I saw I think. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trilliam Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 tbh if i could be picked upthen i got hit with itthin bamboo sticks (mumzy had bares of them, f*ck knows where she got em from)beltsguitarsslippersloaferswooden spoonspatula (used to get slapped differently with this)LMFAO!sxorpz parents going on like Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Ivan Drago Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 how can u guitar your own son i dont think they loved you much scropzprobably hate tbh Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fresh Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 My mum had this friend but me and her son didn't get along, he was so f*ck*ng annoying. I was 9 at the time. My mum decided to invite him to all my birthday parties etc. He used to follow me around like we were best chums. I got one massive K-Nex set on one particular birthday and spent the whole day building a giant ferris wheel in the corner while people were out gathered in the garden. I go to the kitchen for a sec, come back and this yutes sat dismantling my thing, smashing it up and building his own new struucture from the leaflet. I WENT NUTS pushed him over gave him a kick and he gripsed my collar and were rolling around on my dining room floor in a scrap. I shout "I didnt even want you here your only her because your mum is" He starts losing the scrap and starts ballin, his balling starting to get louder and louder and I'm like SHHH SHHHH I DIDNT MEAN IT SHHHHHHHH... The prick gets louder and balls "IM TELLIN" I reply "SO I DONT EVEN CARE, NOTHING WILL HAPPEN" Turn around to bop out and my mums standing at the door with HIS mum behind her arms crossed. Steam rising from her ears and nose... I turned and look at him all scruffed up on the floor, then turn back to say "ITS NOT MY FAULT HE....." and on "HE" she grabbed me by my bicep and yanked me up the stairs, feet dragging. She took of my trousers and told me put my face in the bed. Once I had she continued "MOVE AN YOU DIE A BLOODY DEATH TONIGHT, I KID YOU NOT" She trumps off for a good five minuits and I hear her rumaging in her room opening an closing drawers and wardrobe doors and sh*t (obviously selecting an effective weapon) mumbling cusses in anger about me to herself. She went down and apologised to the guests and told everybody to leave. The whole time I'm staring into a duvet and dared not to even look up, bracing myself for what was to come. Cut a long story she chose one of dads belts. This was about 1pm... I didnt leave my room til next day. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JLovely Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 WOW!That sounds absolutely horrible...some mini-torture!I didnt get beaten to often but I do remember my mum beating for something rude I said, I ran and hid thinking she'd calm dwn by the time she cudnt find me until the devil reincarnated (my sister) baited me up "SHE'S HERE, SHE'S HERE!" I somersaulted over the bed tryna escape and tht lil bitch stood in the door hands and legs out trappin me in the room, then my mum grabbed me...please believe i got the beatin of my life. My mums Personal Best!But lets just say me and my sister have never been tight, lol. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Numero001 Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 ur topics r rinsed nowtry againI'm sure this is at least the 4th time I've seen this guy re-use an old topic within the past month Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ReZiW Posted November 3, 2008 Author Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 ur topics r rinsed nowtry againI'm sure this is at least the 4th time I've seen this guy re-use an old topic within the past monthwhy are u forever moaning gee. some emotional guytalk about a time ur mum/dad beat you Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Numero001 Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 ur topics r rinsed nowtry againI'm sure this is at least the 4th time I've seen this guy re-use an old topic within the past monthwhy are u forever moaning gee. some emotional guytalk about a time ur mum/dad beat youNo one is as emotional as you. Every minute youre bawlin. Whether it be someone quoted you and you cant reply or someone said your name and, once again, you cant reply.And in relation to this repeat topic, IF I remembered a specific time of getting beaten, I'm sure I would have posted it in one of the many topics before this one. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kaiser Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 lol how can people remember when they got beatit must not be enoughi cant remember sh*t because there was so many times Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ReZiW Posted November 3, 2008 Author Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 ur topics r rinsed nowtry againI'm sure this is at least the 4th time I've seen this guy re-use an old topic within the past monthwhy are u forever moaning gee. some emotional guytalk about a time ur mum/dad beat youNo one is as emotional as you. Every minute youre bawlin. Whether it be someone quoted you and you cant reply or someone said your name and, once again, you cant reply.And in relation to this repeat topic, IF I remembered a specific time of getting beaten, I'm sure I would have posted it in one of the many topics before this one.smhe-motional Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grafter Posted November 3, 2008 Report Share Posted November 3, 2008 I hated my dad growing up. I actually despised him. Couple with being completely terrified at times.Man used to use anything to wack the living sh*t out of me.Favourite was bamboo stick and leather belt. My mum used the wooden spoon until it broke.I was more often caught in collateral damage though - I remember one time they were having a massive argument, I went downstairs to eat, they were both arguing around the table then my dad told me to go up, I took my plate to go up, he just took it from me, threw it across the room, and it smashed into the cooker, which was made of glass and just shattered everywhere. Then just wacked me with his shoe and told me to go upstairs.That sounds much more abusive then I remember it.it always sounds worse than when u was goin through itthat is the worst thowhen they are havin an argument, an dinner is ready an u duno wtf to do, like should i go downstairs, should i notthe answer is notuntil 'oii, oona dinner!!!!'worse still, is when u go into the situation, an they try bring u into the argumentlol @ me using tactic of 'i dnt kno' to any questions asked, an still gettin beats Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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