Is this a superbus Alex, where you will be sat next to an old and sweaty man who falls asleep on your shoulder, drips on you and proceeds to snore for a journey lasting 8 hours?
Or are you just lucky as hell? I want in on cheap transportation.
My parents are here and my sister's boyfriend has moved in. It feels crowded as hell. Escaping to see boyfriend on Friday, and his parents are away, but it turns out they get back on the Sunday evening, when he is working. I would have stayed at his house and read for that time, but his mother is weird and doesn't want me in the house by myself so I have to sit around in the pub by myself for hours and can only go back to his once his parents have arrived.
Everyone is always like, "I'm not going to be weird like my parents are" and then I'm sure every generation of children thinks their parents are weird. How can we stop this?
Everyone is always like, "I'm not going to be weird like my parents are" and then I'm sure every generation of children thinks their parents are weird. How can we stop this?
by talking to our children and asking if we freak them out.