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Children.

Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 11:50 pm
by Dakine
My parents have had friends round for ''informal dinner'' and they brought their children. One, is about 7/8, a girl, has been running around the house all evening, with one of those irritating tamagotchi things that bleep very loudly, and high pitched, every several seconds. This has annoyed me no end, since i have had quite a stressful week, and have been trying to relax with some mellow music, and a nice few beers. The other child, is a boy, about 12 years old, who has been pestering me all evening to give him a beer, as i have a crate stashed in the fridge. So i gave him a beer, and he buggers off, to sit with my father and his father eating cheese and watching evening british television. So they have just left, and i have just been downstairs, and i find a more or less full bottle of beer on the table. I would drink this beer myself, only upon closer inspection, i find floaters of food in it, which has serverly pissed me off. I am aware that we were all like this once, but that doesnt stop it from being irritating.

Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 11:51 pm
by Psyclone
That's why they invented belts.

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 12:24 am
by hubcap
and locks on the door

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 12:30 am
by SouR_MilK
Yeah man relax, ii have sure been there bro. If you dont have a belt or lock just give them the idea with out anger and getting yourself in trouble with the parents..turn the music up and put something heavy to block the door, sounds like you need some herb too

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 12:33 am
by (weedguru)scarf
surely you realised a twelve year old wouldnt like the taste of beer... hell i know 22 year olds that hate it...
what can you do man... sometimes you just have to tolerate the annoyances in life... they were there for what... 4 hours? its not the end of the world...
you should have just gone for a drive... blazed and then come back when you think they would have left!

glad you have your house to yourself now though!
peace

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 12:54 am
by President Beavis
I have a sister who is 5.

" :evil: "

End of story.

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 4:15 am
by Bunny420
President Beavis wrote:I have a sister who is 5.

" :evil: "

End of story.
lol i got a 6 yr old brother. :x

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 7:41 am
by Baybee
Other peoples kids drive me crazy. Like, I can handle my little brother... I can punch him in the arm and tell him to shut up ;) But other kids... specially those of whom parents let them run around your house screaming and touching everything...

My little sister has a timagotchi or whatever the fuck, her and her little friend were over playing with thos damn things, I was not impressed.

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 11:02 am
by CaNuCk
Wow guys why be so negative. Don't you remember what it was like to be that age? It was awesome. Why not play with the little kids and feed off their youthfulness.

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 11:35 am
by Viewer_Discretion
I'm good with kids they listen to me. Because i know how to handle em. I'm working at a day care. and befopr that i was babysitting all the time.

Still love kids. You just gotta know how to get them to listen.

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 12:28 pm
by SpRi7e
Viewer_Discretion wrote:Still love kids. You just gotta know how to get them to listen.
Nothings better than a good ol' fashion ass whipping with a leather belt to a kid to tell whose boss.

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 1:29 pm
by hubcap
scarf wrote:surely you realised a twelve year old wouldnt like the taste of beer... hell i know 22 year olds that hate it...
...i likes beer when i was 12

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 4:22 pm
by Azim
Yeah, My little brother lives with me. He's doing shcool here and our parents have moved a good 1500 km's away. But he's 16 so at least he's not a total little shit

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:58 pm
by Dakine
My brothers fine, he's 15, and isnt really that annoying. he's totally cool with my smoking now and has on occasion joined me and friends for the odd sesh.

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 11:16 pm
by buttermilk
What the hell is a tamogatchi thing