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I quickly found this was not wit the case for when I flounced downstairs to let everybody lavish me with birthday-type love, my mom dropped a boxed cake on the counter sans candles and said "Happy birthday...at least you have a mother." She then retired to her room to cry for the rest of the day.For wit what it's worth, the cake was delicious! (Girlmitzi, Thu 13 Oct 2005, 14:10) Dad My dad, although in Her Majesty's special forces at the time, and a dab hand at the actual aggression thingy, was also quietly a master at passive/aggressive wit guilt trippery too.This usually manifested itself after the delegation of some menial and/or unpleasant domestic task to one of his offspring.After he would catch us a while later, unenthusiastically and quite poorly carrying out whatever job he had assigned, he would storm in and say: "Right, go inside, I'll do it myself, I don't know why I bother to ask you to do anything, I might as well do it all myself, mumble, moan etc"This resulted in us feeling bad and then
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