When I was 12 I stayed over at my mates house. Her little brother was 7.
In the afternoon her mom came back from shopping, put all the groceries away, and left all the toiletry stuff in a plastic bag ready to put upstairs. My mates little brother rushed in from outside and had fallen off his bike. He had a big graze on his forehead.
his mom had popped around to see a neighbour, so when he asked where the plasters were, we told him to look in the plastic bag on the stairs.
He did look a prat with a sani pad stuck to his forehead as he went back outside to play with his mates......
classic comedy moment.....
A childhood belief about periods
others believed things like this
- My mates Mum used to think Paul Weller was singing about "Eating Trifles" instead of "Eton Rifles"— Sean
- I used to think that doctors added plastic to your face in plastic surgery.— caro
- I used to think that plastic surgery actually involved using plastic.
— JohnJ - I used to believe that plastic surgery was done with plastic knives.— Vicki J.
- I used 2 beleive yer @$$ was yer foreheadAnon
- I used to believe that the wrinkles on my dad's forehead were his feelings.— Suzy