Board Thread:Parties and Meet-ups/@comment-24170167-20131214001914/@comment-11084328-20131223215724

Pookieluv wrote: My mother says I was developing really fast. I crawled at 5 months (average 6-9 months) I walked at 9 months (average 11 months) and I talked at 10 months (average 1 year......real English, not goo goo ga ga) I'm not sure what to believe about that. I still remember myself being on my bed when just being 8 hours old... plus I learned to read all by myself, with no help from my parents (it's not that they didn't want to help me, but it's that they COULDN'T help me! According to what they said, I was progressing way too fast for them to catch up!), and to crawl by myself. Plus, I was involved in a "helicopter crisis", that no other baby I imagine could've suffered. I'll tell you the story:

''It was a sunny day from summer... my family and I were on the beach, walking between it and the train's railroads (yes, the train passes next to the beach there!). I was just 3 months old, and I was there on my stroller. It all seemed so quiet when, suddenly, a helicopter past flying above the beach. A great race was going to be held that day, and everyone thought that helicopter was sent by the press, since it had our town's newspaper's logo on it. But then, it started going down ON PURPOSE! Umbrellas were sent flying to the train's railroads, and my stroller was as well! WITH ME INSIDE! My mother managed to grab the stroller at the last second, and everyone, included my dad, decided to call the press' director so he stopped the helicopter. Unfortunately, the only person the driver saw calling his boss... was my father. He was so angry, that he plummeted against us! Fortunately, his boss called him on time, and he stopped the fall. Later, it was revealed as an exclusive that the "mad driver" was trying to impress his girlfriend, who was with him on the helicopter. It was also revealed the reason of why did he do such a thing. This is what he answered to the police when they asked him why did he do it, and none of us (my family) liked it: "I wanted to impress my girlfriend by doing something that other reporters would never dare to: descend on a beach without getting caught by my superiors. But I failed... and the only thing I saw before being caught was a man with a beard holding up a phone, and a woman next to him holding a stroller... because of him, my girlfriend abandoned me... I just want to make him pay.". My family didn't like that, and sued him to the authorities. The cops then sent him to jail, since he wasn't sent to jail before.''

It was when I was three months old, and I was born in April 2000, so... he must still hate my dad for it, thirteen years later.

My mother (who told me this) never lies, so it must be true...