21 August 2008, 10:22 am
it was his idea to flood the stairs and race down on a tea tray but now ive only got rodney (nee mr spoon) for company wibble wibble undies on head hopping one legged with a parrot on my knee a lit cigar in my ear singing "who put the wibble in my blue suede shoes" carrying a bucket of fish wondering why my parrot is sqwauking "awk time for pills awk" with a bent tea tray under my arm... read more