First off my parents were extremely Mormon growing up and the religion bans tobacco use.
When I was about 5 ran up to one of these machines and started to play with it. I had a grand time for about 2 minutes until my mother spotted me. A quick smack to the side of the head to knock me down and around 20 spanks ended the fun. I then got a 30 minute screaming tirade about touching the evil devil machines on the drive home.
And my mother wonders why I haven’t spoken to her in over a decade.
The only time I ever got in trouble playing with those things was when I was having so much fun, I didn’t notice a line up of people started forming behind me. They were all looking around wondering who’s fuckin’ kid this was… My mom got so embarrassed she dragged me away by my hair, and told me I wouldn’t be allowed in the bowling alley anymore if I couldn’t act normal.
OMG, yes! Pulling on those knobs, like it was a in elaborate pinball machine was awesome!
Sigh… Thanks for the shitty memory unlock.
First off my parents were extremely Mormon growing up and the religion bans tobacco use.
When I was about 5 ran up to one of these machines and started to play with it. I had a grand time for about 2 minutes until my mother spotted me. A quick smack to the side of the head to knock me down and around 20 spanks ended the fun. I then got a 30 minute screaming tirade about touching the evil devil machines on the drive home.
And my mother wonders why I haven’t spoken to her in over a decade.
JFC. That’s brutal.
The only time I ever got in trouble playing with those things was when I was having so much fun, I didn’t notice a line up of people started forming behind me. They were all looking around wondering who’s fuckin’ kid this was… My mom got so embarrassed she dragged me away by my hair, and told me I wouldn’t be allowed in the bowling alley anymore if I couldn’t act normal.