xmas stories
My uncle the priest(dad's brother) comes over to stay o boxing day. Dad loves this as a chance to have some serious relgious and philosophical discussion. In the middle of an agressive rant about how paedophilia is a choice and a weakness of will towards a desire my father picks up my pegasus beanie and waves it up and down to make the wings flap,
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ow. my leg HURTS. thank you. i need to say these things somehow. dunno why, but they just slip out. need physio. grumble, moan, whinge. why can't i just walk normally? i want to walk normally! anyone who comes near is gonna get a badly-aimed metal crutch in the calf. be warned. that includes you baldy-man. grrrr.
oh. sorry. yes. um. (i miss jana. and shes IN AUSTRALIA RIGHT NOW. irony? yes, i bloody well think so. i leave: she arrives. she never really liked me did she?)
coolio pressies babe. love the t. wear it to rotoract. i can imagine the faces...
excuse me. i have to go and hit peo..sorry. 'walk' now.
ps. i am never flying economy again. :cue much laughter:
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Helloooooooo
:D
Jana loves you silly. yes my dad is mad. the t is fab I will try and remember to wear it at the next big event I can get away with it at. (the next event is a ball so i can't wear it then).
The crutch isn't forever honey.
love you!
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