When I embarrassed my poor dad....

[Smowball]

Was remembering when I was about 12 years old, but looked a lot older as I had developed big boobies!. There was a local show , quite big, with lots of stalls, food, animals etc. We loved it. There ws a stall where you could choose a picture/saying to be printed on a plain t shirt. My dad gave my brother and I the money to go and get one each. Half hour later I strolled back to my dad wearing min very proudly. When he saw me his face dropped and he ran over with his jacket to put over me, saying "Why did you pick that one??". Baffled, i couldnt figure out why he was cross . I did later on. The t-shirt I chose said on the front, in big letters:

I'M NOT EASY, BUT WE CAN DISCUSS IT !

Ooops!

[Barmaid]

When my brother was about 4 he went to stay with my (very prim and proper, god fearing, non swearing) grandmother. There was a blue bottle in the house and Nanna tried on several occasions to whack this thing with a tea towel. After a while my dear sweet little brother grabbed the tea towel off her and said "let me get the little F****r". My grandmother telephoned my mother apoplectic, my mother said that it took every ounce of her composure to not laugh, but did stop my brother hanging round with the lads on the farm after that!

[Smowball]

lol barmaid. Reminds me of when my brother and I had to stay at my grandparents one night. he was really annoying me so I called him a bloody sod. My nan slapped me so hard round the face that I fell off my chair! Needless to say i didnt ever swear in front of her again

[parkie]

When I was about 10 years old a record was released called 'Hootin' Blues'.
For those who have never heard it, it was a load of music interspersed with loads of load hoots.
My dad put his own name to it, 'Virgin's First Night.'
Big mouth here only told our very prim and proper neighbours who were listening to it through our open window.
Dad never lived it down. (Well how was I to know what it meant?).