May 2007
Mum’s the Word
Don’t Let the T.V. Fall Down on Me
Mum and Dad have been a bit worried since I’ve started getting into the tiny draws of our makeshift television stand that is seriously undersized in comparison to the ancient 68cm Sony Trinitron that it is attempting to stop from falling on top of me (they don’t make em’ like they used to - heavy [...]
The Snip 2: The Checkup
It’s been two weeks since the snip, so this weekend, Mum, Dad and I flew to Brisbane for a checkup.
I’m becoming quite the frequent flyer. Dad said “you can be my wingman any time”, I thought “bullshit! You can be mine”.
I showed Doctor Loth where I had accidentally pulled my plastibell ring off in the [...]



