(apart from sitting on gmans knee)
I shit you not people, I have never felt so....... well, what\'s the word?
I can\'t explain it, it\'s one of those moments where you want to be adopted.
The thing is this.
My dad has zero knowledge when it comes to computers, he has even less when it comes to clearing temp internet folders & history trails.
I have just got in, and have logged onto the net. The first thing I do, is check the history list. All I can say is this.......
I\'m traumatized. I know
exactly what sites I have visited and the ones in front of me, were most certainly not visited by me.
XXX, XXXX, XXXXX, you people don\'t know the meaning of the letter X.
All my life I\'ve been brought up to appreciate the good things in life.
As a kid, I even made the effort to appreciate the porn mags I found "deposited" under the suspiciously oversized leather suitcase on top of the wardrobe in his bedroom.
What do I do? what
do I do?
This is too much for an intoxicated Englishman to take in at 3AM in the morning.
