Weird stuff your parents did
Daniel Martin
I was an advanced reader at age 7 which made me very proud. I could read multiple books concurrently and was always looking for something new. So one day my mother gave me a book she had read and thought I would enjoy. Flowers in the Attic. I took it to school where it was confiscated by my teacher who sent a note home offering to help me choose more appropriate reading material. My mom must have told her to fuck off because I never heard another word about it. Apparently this sort of thing ran in my family. My aunt later told me that when she was 13 her mother gave her a copy of Mandingo. 😳
| by Anonymous | reply 12 | January 30, 2024 12:22 PM |
Used a vibrator on herself underneath the dining room table
| by Anonymous | reply 1 | January 30, 2024 12:53 AM |
My mother believed in old wives' tales (dowsing, omens), but told me she actively prayed for me from the time I was a small child, because I declared Halloween my favorite holiday. Make it make sense.
| by Anonymous | reply 2 | January 30, 2024 12:59 AM |
R2 was your mother’s first name Margaret?
| by Anonymous | reply 3 | January 30, 2024 1:04 AM |
My mother wouldn’t let me read The Diary of Anne Frank. She said it was for girls. Years later, she apologized for her stupidity when I was reading it for a college course in comparative literature.
| by Anonymous | reply 4 | January 30, 2024 1:23 AM |
My mother threw an expensive bedspread in an old chicken coop.
| by Anonymous | reply 5 | January 30, 2024 1:35 AM |
Growing up, my parents taught us to call farts, boofers. I learned 20 years later that it's basically the same as 'nigger'. I guess they thought it was funny...and they identify as life-long liberals.
Offsite Link| by Anonymous | reply 6 | January 30, 2024 1:42 AM |
Mine was a 70s antivaxer who kept me out of school the first two weeks of each year while she performed and wondered why I always scored badly the first semester.
Oh, and she badmouthed every teacher as a know-nothing. I ran with it because I was a brat. I feel so sorry for those teachers. Teaching me was a dare.
| by Anonymous | reply 7 | January 30, 2024 1:43 AM |
My mother and I lived with my nonna. Nonna was famous for her healing malocchio "evil eye" prayer from back in the old country. Our living room was frequently filled with old Italians waiting to go into the kitchen where my nonna did her malocchio prayer over them. She refused to accept money for this ritual so those who knew would show up with boxes of pastries from the bakery or vegetables from their garden. Those who didn't know would first try to pay her and then come back to the living room and try to shove a five-dollar bill in my hand which I was forbidden to take. I sat on the floor watching tv with my fists clenched so that so these old ladies couldn't force money into my hand. It would sometimes turn into a little wrestling match between me and the old ladies. Me with my eyes glued to the tv never even turning my head and the old ladies trying to grab my hands. Sometimes I sat on my hands to dissuade them.
| by Anonymous | reply 8 | January 30, 2024 1:45 AM |
My dad let me and my brother watch the X rated Alice and Wonderland from the late 70’s.
I don’t think it had the effect on me that my dad thought it would.
To this day, I’d kill to see The Md Hatter’s (Alan Novak’s) dick. Which was merely alluded to in the movie.
| by Anonymous | reply 9 | January 30, 2024 1:47 AM |
My parents were spies in the sixties. Dad sat outside embassies in a car and recorded conversations, and my Mom typed them up. That was a mind-boggling conversation when my Mom casually mentioned it at Sunday dinner a couple of years ago. Nobody had any idea.
| by Anonymous | reply 10 | January 30, 2024 2:10 AM |
My mom also gave me a copy of Flowers in the Attic when I was nine. I lived that whole series and excitedly checked out the Heaven series after I completed that series.
Also finally enough I saw the x-rated version of Alice in wonderland lying underneath the pulled out sofa sleeper while I was playing in my aunt's living room. I don't remember who had it on and I was disgusted by it being I was only 8 years old.
| by Anonymous | reply 11 | January 30, 2024 2:15 AM |
R10 Who did they spy for?
| by Anonymous | reply 12 | January 30, 2024 12:22 PM |