Hyde
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| posted on 2005-8-30 at 20:03 |
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The In-laws
Ok i'm not married so technically they aren't my in-laws, but man do my girlfriends parents know how to piss me off. They won't let
her drive 40 minutes on a motorway because 'she needs more experience,' which totally screws up my carefully made plans.
I don't expect any of you to care, I just want it known that i am annoyed!
Anyone else have annoying in-laws or any embarassing stories involving the other half's parents?
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Chris
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| posted on 2005-8-30 at 20:17 |
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how's she going to get more experience if they don't let her drive?
ta bi
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Hyde
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| posted on 2005-8-30 at 20:41 |
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Precisely what I said. And what any other reasonable, level-headed person would say.
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tremendous
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| posted on 2005-8-31 at 00:38 |
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can't she avoid the motorway? http://maps.google.co.uk/
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DeeDee
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| posted on 2005-8-31 at 01:25 |
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what is a motorway?
is it the same as a highway?
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Sin Ogaris
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| posted on 2005-8-31 at 01:35 |
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Bummer, sorry to hear that.
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Paige_x0x
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| posted on 2005-8-31 at 06:22 |
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The only boy I've ever loved was forced by his own mother to move away to B.C to live with his uncle. She was getting married and told him
"once I'm married, you're no longer my son". She disgusts me. How annoying is that? I wait an entire year to be with this guy,
and I finally get him and then she ships him off because she decides she doesn't love him anymore. MAN...I wanna pull some hulk style rage on
that woman.
The night's as hot as hell. It's a lousy room in a lousy part of a lousy town - I'm staring at a goddess. She's telling me she
wants me. I'm not going to waste one more minute wondering how I've gotten this lucky. She smells like angels ought to smell, the perfect
woman... the Goddess. Goldie. She says her name is Goldie.
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Sin Ogaris
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| posted on 2005-8-31 at 11:18 |
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You seem to have a habit of knowing bitchy mothers.
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Paige_x0x
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| posted on 2005-9-1 at 02:44 |
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I should, I was raised by one.
The night's as hot as hell. It's a lousy room in a lousy part of a lousy town - I'm staring at a goddess. She's telling me she
wants me. I'm not going to waste one more minute wondering how I've gotten this lucky. She smells like angels ought to smell, the perfect
woman... the Goddess. Goldie. She says her name is Goldie.
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