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... He starts a night of drinking with old friends with a diet coke...
... He has to substitute his preferred cleaning agent, Cillit Bang, with something less harmful when removing self-styled Pollock-esque Biro ink tattoos from a little pink tummy...
... He finds himself sitting alone in traffic and can't resist the urge to make random rabbit faces...
... Instead of swearing and giving hand gestures to the obtuse drivers on the road, he simply passes them shaking his head in disappointment...
... He has to remove the *sleeping* mouse from the dining room floor and take it down the shed... And read it a story...
... 4 hours after he is requested to wear it by the *alpha female* of the family, and despite the fact that for 2 of those hours she was asleep in another part of the house, he is still wearing the lime green Alice band with the big fluffy bunny ears...
... He finds himself sitting on the sofa being fed imaginary 'Yoghurt' with a tiny spoon from a 'Kitty Food' box...
... The little person counts the BMW noisily roaring past the garden centre on an otherwise perfect sunny bank holiday Friday as 'One Car' and replies, 'Yes he is.'
... He finds himself covering his newly erected trellis in solar-powered fairy-lights...
... His re-marketing idea for the Dyson includes filling it up with sparkly stars...
... His first task of the weekend is unblocking the toilet...
... He gets excited about a book on sheds...
... He finds himself running through different scenarios to excuse the absence of the two dead goldfish he's flushing down the toilet...
... He finds himself singing Julia Donaldson songs whilst walking around the warehouse at work...
... He finds himself puppeteering a piece of cheese whilst making mooing noises in a vague attempt to coax a giggling 2-year-old to her bath...