Well, good night all but briefly on the subject, parents are weird with their kids. Well mine were.
Me and my sister were brought up to say a pray at night.
‘Now I lay (me or thee) down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take’.
Now how messed up is that!?
“Hey kids, off to bed, remember to say your prays for God to take your soul just in case you die in your sleep” .
That’s messed up!!!
Then and I’m not sure if it’s a British thing or all parents thing.
“Make sure your wearing clean underwear in case you get run over by a bus” (or similar).
What the hell!
I’ve thankfully made it through the night and now you think I’m going to get run over by a bus?
I’m eight, stop wishing I was dead already, just shut up.
Also, pretty sure that if I was about to get run over by a bus and I caught glimpse of it last second, chances are my underwear won’t be clean long. There would be a longer streak running down my leg than tyre tread on the road of the bus trying to stop from hitting me.
Anyway, good night all.