Baggie Trousers

By SkaBaggie

Inner Child

One positive aspect of feeling like my mouth has been the staging ground for a thermonuclear war: in between the bowls of soup and plates of mash which are all I can manage in the way of meals, I'm allowed to eat as much jelly and ice cream as I like with the dentist's blessing. Sort me out with a little hat and a tricycle: it's my fourth birthday every single day.

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