So I woke up this morning, gazed out the window towards the rising sun. The smell of yankee candle (Clean Cotton) and 4 in 1 still lingering in the air from the night previous. As my eyelids parted further and further I came to a sudden realisation. I left the immersion on. Shock! Horror! The front door creaks open and I hear an ungodly creature bellow. A booming roar, Robert?! Its very warm in here! Did you go to college. I hadnt been out on the town the night previous so I knew I had no excuse. I replied Eeegh. With each footstep, the creaky stairs struggled as the furious behemoth thundered towards the second floor. Shuddering I ducked for cover beneath my duvet, regretting every syllable I had uttered previously. A warm trickle gathered moment as it fell down my inner thigh towards my interglutial crease. The moment of reckoning was upon me, Mary had entered my room. To my surprise she just had a slice of toast and a cup of tea. Never taking yokes on a school night again.. Goodnight Diary, Robert aged 7 One of my Diary entries from 22/4/02.
Posted on: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 15:51:27 +0000
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