sunlore wrote:I swear in the company of my parents..
I never use the ‘C’ word in front of my Mum, apart from that I swear like a Trooper.
When my younger brother lived at home (aged about 18/19), Mum would leave the landing light on so that the last one in could turn it off after she had gone to bed.
One night my brother returned from the pub, went up stairs to bed and before he’d even reached his room he heard Mum shout
“Light” for him to turn out the light.
My brother just opened and closed the door to his room but remained stood on the landing, this prompting Mum to shout again “light…………
light…………
LIGHT……”
Then after a long silence my brother heard a hushed whisper from Mums room:
little cunt!
At this he turned off the light and went to bed closing the door behind him.
Nothing was ever said about it the next day, I call it double Standards!!!!
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