Everyone has a little crazy in their family.
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childhood (or parenthood) that makes
you wonder just how you all survived.
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As a teenager, I was grounded from driving for going through a yellow light. I found out that I had my 1st motorcycle ride from my dad at 6 weeks old while zipped up in his leather jacket. When I dared to question the act, he said "Oh, it was okay." His buddy the chief of police was with him and it was only 6 blocks. No big deal. And MY judgement was under question?
My friend's brother went over to his mother's house and found her outside pointing her remote at the satellite and pushing the buttons. She was having trouble with her satellite TV. Not my own story, but I thought it would be hilarious to see Maw Maw on Raising Hope doing this in one of your shows.
I was home with my baby girl and I was vacuuming her room. The baby started to cry in her crib so I got on the floor to reach her pacifier under the crib and my hair got sucked up into the machine. I was stuck there for a long time before I realized I could just pull the cord out of the wall. I still had to untangle my hair out of the rollers while the baby screamed. Ouch!
My cousins moved into a house where homeless people had lived. For a couple of years, anyone who visited that house would break out with pus-filled bumps. A small bug would grow underneath the skin. The doctor would have to cut the skin and pop the blister. No insurance meant my mom was our MD. She would make us bathe in dog soap. It sucked, but it worked!
Usually my dad would hit us with a shoe or make us cut a branch off of our tree and whip us with that. One day, he was listening to music on one of those old school alarm radios. He was so upset that all 4 of us kids were fighting that he just got up, cut the cord, and whipped us silly! The funny thing is that later we saw him frustrated trying to fix his radio!
My mom was driving through our neighborhood and I saw a baby bird in the road. I asked her to stop and got out. I picked it up to put it near a tree and its parents started attacking me. My mom heard my screams and, instead of getting out to help, she panicked, pressed on the gas pedal, and left me behind. I ended up running a mile after her, bird still in hand.
My mom was driving on the highway, talking to my brother, when all off a sudden he stops talking and starts screaming. Of course, my mom can't see what's going on so she starts screaming. As she does, her foot starts pressing harder against the gas pedal. So now we're doing 120 mph and we're all screaming but for different reasons. Later, my brother said a frog scared him.
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