Kill your parents

In this thread.

 

only dad.

mom is a wonderful person.

 

Its actually better to kill someone else's parents in return for yours.
Forensics and all that..

 

Foul.

 

I definitely wouldn't kill my mum.

I may sometimes feel like killing my father but that's just because he's less than perfect(like us all), so I doubt I'd ever consider really doing it(if I could find him).

 

We must have the same parents

 

i would put a clean bullet right through my mum skull in an instant but not my dad, never my dad

 

I love both of my parents....even if I do fight with my mom. We laugh more often.

 

Dad dies in a boilerrroom explosion

 

NO I won't

 

Well, that makes my thoughts incestuous!

 

how am i supposed to get them into this thread in the first place?

 

blackjack, and some cordura.

 

You guys are fooling around with the whole concept of this thread. It's not about whom you like or don't like, or which parent you prefer. That's petty shit....

 

I feel like even thinking about such things might just jinx them and no way. I love them both, even if they're crazy, they still created the most awesome person to ever exist in the history of man.

 

I'd wrap a power cord around the bitches neck and snap it like a twig.
My dad is a little stronger, but i'd still have the bastard...I'd smash his skull in while he is busy looking at something on the Interet.
Then I'd burn their fucking house down.

Will that do?

 

Your dark side is showing :toetap05:

Must be that early brazilian influence

Hotwater

 

look, I couldn't kill my mom, because she's nigh unto sainthood, if I had to kill one of my parents it would be the old man, wouldn't be too picky either, just push his wheelchair into traffic down a hill after a few choice modifications (remove the brakes, the rims, cuff his hands)

 

discreetly dressed men have been surveilling my parents' house from a place rented down the street. they see my brother head out early for his daily surf and finally make their move...they silently scale the barbed wire fence, leap over and silence my parents' forever. we'll never really know why, but the way my father's stuff has been looted, we suspect but can prove nothing about that day in texas on the grassy knoll...

 

Same here. Before I forgave (in my heart, not voiced, because it's for me-not him) my dad, I would picture him dying from bleeding out from extreme sodomy.