I snapped at DS in Gap the other day "will you STOP messing around please, this isn't a playground". it wasn't DS [shock]

[MamaG]

Same height, same pea-green coat, same blonde hair.

He looked at me fearfully
His Dad GLARED at me

I stuttered, giggled, blushed adn pointed at my own DS and the man just huffed off. Silly twat!

cyteen - I have laughed so much at your post that DD started laughing too and she's not even 2

I have stood in a car park endlessley forcing a key in to a lock that would not open.

I must have been there for 10 minutes thinking wtf?

Of course a man arrived and pushed me aside and proceeded to open his car with the his key

I still go red when i thinkabout it now.

at a neighbours party my dd who would have been 3 started hugging a man round his leg thinking it was dh she even called him daddy but it wasn't it was another neighbour

In the last big freeze of the 90s, when DW was living in a shared house, she came out one dark, icy morning for work, bleary-eyed, and got going with de-icer and scraper on her little car.

After fifteen minutes' hard work she stood back, ready to go, and realised she had de-iced her house-mate's very similar car for her.

largeginandtonic - thank God for remote locking which triggers the lights to flash - only way I can identify the non descript pacific rimmer courtesy car I am driving in a line up.

Georgimama you are so right.

I was waiting with FIL in FIL's car for BIL, whose train was delayed. I went inside the station to chexk for updates. Came out, got back in the car, and said "Another 30 minutes".

Wrong car.

Still, man in that car was grateful for the information

these are FUH-NNY!!

im at work and im struggling to contain the sniggers

when i was about 8 or 9 i went the shop and bought my mum sanitary pads and milk on her list, this was when all the rented houses in our street had just been fitted with new wooden front doors and they were the same as ours... well anyway, the pads werent the ones she asked for but i got them anyway and shouted into the living room, MUM THEY DIDNT HAVE THE PERIOD PADS YOU WANTED BUT I GOT THE BIG ONES FOR YOU!!! i only then looked around and thought, hmmm this isnt our house...i had gone into the old man next doors house whose door was on the latch...he just looked at me quite oddly and i ran like buggery out of there needless to say my mum was mortified

No funny stories, but, PMSL at these.

Kreecher and Cyteen you have made a crp weekend very* funny

Unquietdad - I would have just curled up in a ball and cried . The amount of snow and ice recently, the time it takes to get the car up and ready every morning, I would not have been a happy bunny.

Hilarious thread

unquietdad - there s a clip on you tube of this very thing - I think it's a tv commercial. hilarious! will look for link

www.youtube.com/watch?v=6FdTQkwXAYg

hahahaah

Changed my name for this, as so many of my friends have heard it.

We were asked to provide accommodation and food for a visiting Very Important Professor from other side of world.

We met him at airport, took him out for dinner, put him in our spare room overnight.

Next day being sunday, after breakfast I sat him down with the papers and went to start preparing lunch.

When I went to check on him, he was sitting on the floor, draped in a tatty, filthy old blanket, having been instructed by dd that this was an invisibility cloak and he was to sit very still and say NOTHING.

He took it very well..........

Have asked for thread to be moved out of chat - too good to lose.

HaHa

I was just out with DH and we were looking at beds and I said (in a joking way) "We're getting singles this time, I'm fed up of sharing my bed with you" and turned around to find I was talking to a strange man! DH was a little way back laughing his head off!

hopelesshostess
that is very sweet, how nice of him to go along with it.

PandaEis
Reminds me of my mum on my wedding day. When I said that I could not find the suspender belt that clipped onto my basque, she went outside and shouted to the neighbours who had gathered to see me off, 'MmeL has lost her suspender belt, does anyone have one?'

I was even more embarrassed when a neighbour appeared with a lacy red suspender belt and mum shouted, 'Thanks, but she is just going to wear tights'.

On holiday when DH was just my boyfriend we went on holiday with his parents. I came down one morning, gave DH's bum a gentle fondle, and then a slap.

Only it wasn't DH, it was my father in law.

Years ago,when I was about 12,I was waiting for my dad at the exit of the supermarket.I saw him looking at the newspapers,with his back to me,so I ran up behind him and smacked him on his bald head.Only,when he turned around,it wasn't my dad.....

He so wasn't hot. Grotty middle aged guy in anorak. He couldn't have pulled a fucking Christmas cracker, put it that way!

My parents always had a strong "call us if you're in trouble and we will ask no questions" policy. Once when I was 16 I was at a party that got madly out of hand. I was drunk, high and very scared. I took the phone in the closet and called my dad (at three am).

Dad: Hello (dead asleep)
BP: (sobbing) daddy I'm at a bad party and now they're doing heroin and they want me to do it too and I don't know how to get away and I'm scared etc etc
Dad: (At least ten minutes of calming BP down talking here) okay, tell me where you are I am coming for you.
BP: I don't know (wail)
Dad: Rachel baby, you have to tell me where you are. Think hard.
BP: (confused silence)
Dad: Rachel?
BP: Who is rachel? I'm BP!
Dad: Sweetie, you've got the wrong number and I'm not your dad. Here's what you're going to do. Get a pencil and write down my phone number. Now very carefully dial your dad's number. If you can't get him or he can't get you, call me back and I will come take you home. But call me if he comes to get you too. I need to know you're going to get out of there.

Mydad came and got me. I called the strange man back and told him mydad was coming. He asked me to call him when I was safely home too, and I did. I've never forgotten Rachel's wonderful dad.

BananaPudding, that's a lovely story.

Phone rang in the middle of the night once and my mum answered it. Teenage boy on the line said "mum, mum, can I stay at this party a bit longer?"

Mum (not having any teenage sons) just said "yes, sure stay as long as you like"

cue confused silence and then an indignant "you're not my mum!"

Oh these are so funny. They remind me of the time a couple of months ago when I dropped my lovely Dad off in the forecourt of the local petrol station so he could get a paper. I then watched him come out of the shop, get into the car in front of mine, put his seatbelt on and proceed to unfold his paper. All the time this was going on the bloke in the driving seat was looking at my Dad, I so wish I could have seen the expression on his face. Twas even funnier when Dad realised he'd got in the wrong car, I don't think I've seen him move that fast in years ....

my mate once got into a taxi outside her hosue and said " birmingham city centre please"

and the woman driver looked at her like this