The Rodeo

I have been asked by Kim and Jason to take part in their Adultitis Escape Plan, a 40-day plan to become more childlike (not childish)
and to reduce stress and prevent dullness, depression and [insert another word beginning with 'd' here]. Of course I’m gonna do it.

Dreary-ness, that begins with ‘D’.

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The eleventh task: Do something your parents would never let you do as a child.

I’ve been trying for ages to think of something that my parents would not let me do as a child. I thought of a few, but the thing is they are things I wouldn’t want to do now anyway. I don’t want to smoke (ugh), I don’t drink (I try Simmo’s brews everytime he makes one, but… ugh), I don’t swear (generally).

My parents are/were pretty cool thinking back on it now.

Eating dessert for breakfast? I got a few discouraging looks from mum when I’d eat leftover chocolate self-saucing pudding and custard (Best. Breakfast. Ever), but I never got in trouble for it.

Curfews? I never really had one, I normally went to bed at 8:30 or so because that’s when I got tired.

I watched an MA rated movie today (Shaun of the Dead - very funny, lots of swearing/violence). I don’t think I was ever forbidden to watch them though… maybe I can count it anyway…

I think I’m going to have to call a pass on this one. Sorry guys.

Update: Callum thinks that me driving the car counts as something my parents wouldn’t let me do as a child. That’s cool. Except I didn’t drive the car.

RodeoClown: doesn’t think that having Jen sleep in his bed counts.

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