I think the funniest story about me my mum would always say is how,when I was a kid,they made fun and replaced all my gifts and sweets with pickles. In my country we celebrate Saint Nicholas day and,in that day the kids receive a lot of sweets in their shoes. So when I was 8-9 y/o I cleaned my shoes (4-5 pairs ) and put them innorder than went to sleep. Meanwhile my parents hid most of my shoes,kept only one pair and made a gift bag with pickles,chillis,bread,beans. And of course no sweets. So I woke up excited around 2am and looked at my shoes....or better said looked for my missing shoes. I started to cry,I was annoyed that "Santa stole my shoes" and didn't gave me any sweets. They left me look for my shoes for 20 monutes while they were laughing, until I gave up and that's when they gave me my shoes and sweets. I'm almost 28y/o and they still tell the story to anyone
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They said I was fat because back when I was a kid I used to be the cutest baby in the neighborhood. My parents had to work on mornings (both) and sometimes the neighbors borrowed me and when I got home, they said I would have a lot of food with me given by the neighbors.
Honestly there are too many my very first shop lifting experience I grabbed a pack of gum and she made me walk back in and apologize...to me wrecking my mom's car when I was 2 maybe 3 before shifts had locks on them and you didn't have to hold the break down...yes I'm that old lol and finally to the pepper prank she pulled on me telling me it smelled different and then as I smell she pushes her hand into my nose...yes I was that gullible as a preteen ? those are just a few of the many embarrassing stories she loves to hash out when given the chance.
Okay so I have quite a few of these stories but my bf lost it at this one when I first told him, so I'll use it; I used to freaking love pickles. There's handfuls of baby/kid pictures of me where I'm eating pickles, and there's one where I look like I'm a little demon child holding up a jar of pickles like it's some offering. But! I also, according to my parents, really loved butter? Apparently I'd get angry when I was little if there's wasn't "enough" butter on things like toast or rolls. Now for the, uh, story my parents love to recall. It's something I wouldn't believe if there wasn't a picture of me doing it. I would go into the kitchen quite often to fish out pickles from the jar in the fridge. My parents tried using a fridge lock but I had a stool in the bathroom to reach the counter and would use that to reach it. One time, I got that stool, and supposedly saw a new pack of butter in there, so.... I took an entire bar of butter and the jar of pickles and sat down on the ground with the two in front of me. I had opened up the jar and unwrapped the butter, apparently using wrapping as some sort of plate, and stuck pickles into the butter AND STARTED EATING IT LIKE IT WAS A CHOCOLATE BAR. The fridge we had would get obnoxiously loud when the door was open for too long, like it was forcing out air, and that's how I was found there. I had eaten half of the bar of butter with pickles through it, gotten pickle juice all over the ground and on myself, and my poor hands and face were filthy. I hate when my parents are there to tell that story. They keep that haunting picture of me chomping into that bar in their wallets. People always look at me differently-
I used to be absolutely terrified of this one animatronic witch. My aunt used to hide it in closets and ask me to go get her coat or something and I would open the door only to reveal the ugly ol witch laughing at me. Every time she would come over, she would put it somewhere new. One day, I was so shook by this little toy, i started crying, wanting it to go away. My dad was so angry that my aunt kept scaring 7 year old me with it that he took it from the closet, ripped it to shreds, and sent it down the river. Now, even 15 years later, my aunt brings up that story every once in a while.
My dad keeps telling this story to the guys that I brought home to meet the family: “As a kid, she used to walk/sprint/jump around the supermarket barking and acting like a dog with her hands held up in toy-poodle-begging-pose. And, this was all because of the kid leash that we used to connect her with so that she would not get lost in the first place.”
Hi Guys! I’m back to announce my choice for winners of today’s question “funny stories your family tells that you really wish they wouldn’t” I loved all of the responses and reading them got me through family holiday parties! First place for the mod crate- I actually decided to pick 2 first place winners xXx-N-xXx_Lilith_xXx-L-xXx because a similar situation happened to a family member I know but with Vaseline instead of baby powder! Warmth- That butter pic sounds hilarious!Though I hate pickles! Second place for the unicorn nebula Black Friday bed- LazyFox this totally sounds like something my uncle or grandpa would do to me! Third Place for misc item of my choosing- LuckyKristy I would literally die of embarrassment!!!! Gave me a good laugh! Thanks for everyone’s responses! I’ll be sending out rewards shortly (once I get settled in bed)!
All good things come to an end.. It was great joy to read and answer your questions, looks like even my vacation has ended so will be getting ready for my journey in the ocean. Thanks for your time and patience to read everyone's comments.. Hope to meet ur thread again in future (if I come back to the game). Take care merry Christmas and advance happy New year. It was an honor to meet n talk to you.
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Dont usual this was my 1st time walked up to my kid screaming wanting to check the tree thingy bout 5.40a ish idk got up n look n he opin them n then we playd with the toys then bout 7a I showd him the drift trike I got him got me 1 to n we playd on them all morning n then playd water guns with him n a cuple my mrs cuzins n they kids all after noon so we just playd lots all day idk what the mrs was doing really with her famly I was busy playing to care. N but me n him got told off coz was playing to loud when got on the drift trikes waked up like the intier street xD
As a Superman he releases some really strong farts that are quiet and help him stay in the air. Explains the underwear above the costume too
Usually on Christmas I have a nice meal with my family and than relax. We have traditional food and we watch Christmas movies or show on tv. In the last 4 years I worked on both Christmas and New Year so no holiday spirit for me
How we usually celebrate Christmas: We dont do much on Christmas eve but on the 25th me and my sistrs always make an exclusive meal for our parents witha appetite, main and dessert. After that we do presents and watchc movies all night. During the day we often go do smthn special like go to a museum or walk around the city.