For my 10th birthday, my mom got me a cake made in her favorite flavor instead of mine. I just blew the candles and walked back to my room after that cause I was mad.

My mom also kept me away from anything Pokemon related growing up cause she believed that "devil worshippers" created it. My friends at school would talk about Pokemon all the time and trade cards and I would be completely lost.

Oh and I was forced to go to church every Sunday or I'd get my stuff taken away or get grounded, that was always fun.

>gets PlayStation 1 for Christmas
>plays all day
>"Tyger go to bed you can play tomorrow"
> gets up next day
>no memory card so all was for naught

I won a toy rubber snake at the fair one time and my grandmother threw it away because of the off chance it would spring to life and bite someone. She's always been deathly afraid of El Diablo. She hates magicians too. 

I fucking hate my family.

Quote from: Jono on June 20, 2016, 05:13:16 AM

Oh and I was forced to go to church every Sunday

This is literally every Catholic family

The funny thing is my family isn't catholic