One of my very earliest memories was taking a swig of domestos. I can still remember the bottle. Must have been only three as I can remember the house and we left when I was three. I also must have been left on.my own as it burned the fuck out of my mouth but I was afraid to say anything to the mother when she got back.
Did the same out of a whiskey bottle, the triangular one whichever that is.
Bleh
Iāll never forget the shock I got.
oh yeah
our fella now is jumping into the front seat and putting the keys in the ignition delighted with himselfā¦ theyāre like sponges soaking everything up
Brilliant. Many years ago my old man brought me to an auction of farm machinery and I did the same thing. I was about 7 though and had an idea of how to get it to move there was some scatter.