January 1st, 2013

Escape To 2013

The fireworks woke me up. I was in the middle of a dream where I was pretending to be a gangland chaplain (It involved half-inching a leather jacket with gang insignia from Rene-next-door) and trying to muscle in on the funeral of a murder victim and everybody had worked out I was a fraud and this gigantic cop was hassling me and these beautiful red-headed twins were making fun of me. On the whole I was glad to be out of it...
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Frog Chorus

There's really no point in trying to fool people into thinking I'm better when my voice is such a croak. Ailz tried to cheer me up yesterday by calling it "deep and sexy" so I started singing "Moon River" to her and she told me to shut up.
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Arming The Bullies

If you have five or more children and neither of you can find work the Daily Mail has just come up with a fun new name for you.

If you thought of yourself as a traditional, catholic, working-class family you were wrong. What you are is a "benefits brood".

Imagine the school bully rolling that round his gob on a winter's morning. Imagine it bouncing off the playground walls.