The Diary Entries

Childhood

Today Gohan asked me what my brother and I were like when we were kids. Since he knew all about his dad and his brothers antics, he was curious about mine. I assured him that my brother and I had a normal upbringing in comparison. Sure our mother cheated on our father with a bald headed man child, but we had a decent upbringing. So... I shared him a couple of stories that I've decided to share on here too.

When our father was out working, our mother would encourage us to go out and play. It was later on we found out it was so she could f*ck that dimwit behind our fathers back without us disturbing them. Moving on... one time we decided to walk through the woods which wasn't far from our home, I managed to get my boots stuck in deep mud and I couldn't move. After unsuccessfully attempting to pull me out, Tarble rushed home to get help. I waited in the rain for an hour and no one came. So I pulled my feet out of the boots and walked home barefoot. As I arrived home I found Tarble sat on the couch watching tv. He used the excuse he had apparently forgotten about me, when in reality it was so he didn't miss his favourite programme knowing I hated the crap he watched and would turn it off.

Tarble used to bite himself on the arm then cry to our parents accusing me of biting him. I'd get lectured and Tarble would be given a cookie to stop his fake crying that never worked on me. So I had enough of this little b*stard trying to get me in sh!t, I bit my own arm and glanced at Tarble who just grinned at me as I done so, I turned around to see our mother stood at the door way and questioned what sane child would bite themselves to try get their younger brother in trouble?

One family vacation Tarble and I were at a water park. This kid kept pushing us into the pool, his excuse was that he didn't see us. We both had enough of it, each time he walked past he'd just nudge us over. So we waited for when they next walked past us after going down one of the slides, Tarble was suppose to stick his foot out to trip the b*stard over but quickly stopped. I wasn't going to back down, I noticed the kid had a stick too so I yanked it off them and hit them across their side causing them to fall into the pool... little did I know... that kid was in fact blind. A crowd of people rushed over to the pool side to check it the kid was okay (thankfully he was) and there I was holding this white stick and Tarble face palming as everyone glanced back at me. I responded with "how was I suppose to know he was blind?" ... I got grounded that day.

As you can tell, completely normal upbringing.I may share some more stories later on...