*must **NOT** include death/divorce etc etc as this is a FUNNY thread.
i was about seven i think, playing on a field near my house. some older boys (might as well have been men, they were probably mid-teens therefore three times my size) had dragged a length of rope through some dog muck. one of them threw it at me, a bit like a disgusting, stinking bola.
well he was a good shot cos it wrapped around my neck.
i can still remember the minging walk home to get my mother to wash me down.
nowadays, the cops would have been called and local MP involved yadda yadda yadda
anyway, orrible things that have happened to you please................
(i can feel the 35 years of tension flowing away from me just by telling my story)