Drunk Parents
Watching the old man swing home from the pub and start arguing with Newsnight can be either funny, slightly unnerving or just plain terrifying. Tell us about daft things parents have done while they've been in their cups.
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( , Thu 24 Feb 2011, 17:58)
Watching the old man swing home from the pub and start arguing with Newsnight can be either funny, slightly unnerving or just plain terrifying. Tell us about daft things parents have done while they've been in their cups.
Suggested by NotDavidBailey, voted for by YOU
( , Thu 24 Feb 2011, 17:58)
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Wine and mild racism
First off, let me just say that there's no harm in my mother - she's a lovely, well-meaning woman, who nevertheless has an incredibly mild racist streak that only comes out when she's had a few.
Case in point; The whole family was out celebrating something-or-other in a rather fancy chinese restaurant in Glasgow. My mum had already demolished most of a bottle of wine, and was merrier than Santa Clause on Ecstasy, when she spotted a grand piano in the corner. "Oooh, that's lovely - I wonder how they got it up the stairs?" she slurred.
At that moment, one of the (chinese) waitors came over to take our desert order. My Mum turned to him, and said, "Piano velly nice. How you get up stairs? You carry on back?" in the worst stereotypically racist chinese accent she could muster, while miming carrying a giant piano on her back.
As I started to close my eyes in shame, the waitor looked at her blankly, and said, in a perfect Scottish accent, "I dunno, it was probably already here when we got the place"
"Oh..." said my mum, and shrank in her seat as the rest of us burst into laughter
( , Fri 25 Feb 2011, 13:45, 7 replies)
First off, let me just say that there's no harm in my mother - she's a lovely, well-meaning woman, who nevertheless has an incredibly mild racist streak that only comes out when she's had a few.
Case in point; The whole family was out celebrating something-or-other in a rather fancy chinese restaurant in Glasgow. My mum had already demolished most of a bottle of wine, and was merrier than Santa Clause on Ecstasy, when she spotted a grand piano in the corner. "Oooh, that's lovely - I wonder how they got it up the stairs?" she slurred.
At that moment, one of the (chinese) waitors came over to take our desert order. My Mum turned to him, and said, "Piano velly nice. How you get up stairs? You carry on back?" in the worst stereotypically racist chinese accent she could muster, while miming carrying a giant piano on her back.
As I started to close my eyes in shame, the waitor looked at her blankly, and said, in a perfect Scottish accent, "I dunno, it was probably already here when we got the place"
"Oh..." said my mum, and shrank in her seat as the rest of us burst into laughter
( , Fri 25 Feb 2011, 13:45, 7 replies)
I have one golden rule
In restaurants, if I do insist on being rude, I do it after the food has arrived. The reply in a perfect Scottish accent did make me chuckle though!
( , Fri 25 Feb 2011, 14:12, closed)
In restaurants, if I do insist on being rude, I do it after the food has arrived. The reply in a perfect Scottish accent did make me chuckle though!
( , Fri 25 Feb 2011, 14:12, closed)
Indeed this.
It's common sense not to fuck about with the people currently controlling what you're about to put into your mouth.
( , Fri 25 Feb 2011, 15:27, closed)
It's common sense not to fuck about with the people currently controlling what you're about to put into your mouth.
( , Fri 25 Feb 2011, 15:27, closed)
My wife is of Chinese extraction ...
... and just before the wedding, when I was talking to the registrar, he asked with some concern "she does speak English, doesn't she"?
He seemed reassured when I told him that she had recently completed her PhD thesis in the language, and in any case was born in North London. No mail-order brides that day.
( , Tue 1 Mar 2011, 16:06, closed)
... and just before the wedding, when I was talking to the registrar, he asked with some concern "she does speak English, doesn't she"?
He seemed reassured when I told him that she had recently completed her PhD thesis in the language, and in any case was born in North London. No mail-order brides that day.
( , Tue 1 Mar 2011, 16:06, closed)
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